She had it coming

Well after a month of complaining to God about how utterly uninteresting life had become since moving to "Poco Loco"( the affectionate, pet name given to our thriving, metropolitan, commercial, centre ) something finally happened. As God often does with long, crooked nosed, stubborn mumurers he gave them their request but not the form they wanted it in. Well I broke my arm and have repented of my murmuring since all activities that were being participated in before this point have come to a standstill and I have resigned to reading science books on a mass scale and going on long evening walks with the kids to develop my shepherding skills and to keep mind and left arm occupied. I must run now but I'm having an operation tomorrow to put pins in my arm so please pray for the doctor as he informed me that I would be his guinea pig since this is the first time he is performing this type of operation.



P.S. Children ( and midlife crisis daredevils ) do as your parents or your wife tells you to and wear head/body gear when rollerblading. A helmet and arm pads are far less painful to your pride then a broken bone is to your body.