Hmmm

My name is Mahala and I have nothing to blog about, unless I offer a little whine with my Mocha.Today I have been weeding...then renting units and answering the phone...then pulling weeds...and so on. I don't mean to sound unhappy since I love this job, I just don't like pulling weeds and doing the office stuff at the same time. Sunday was going to be the day to pretty up the joint, then we had rain all day! The rain was wonderful for the weeds, they took off!

Today my lovely daughter is getting her self all prettied up, she's at the hairdressers right now, and she will be having her senior photos taken at a photographers studio...all fancy shmancy. She is a crazy girl over it! Talk about someone having high anxiety over something...man oh man she turned from sweety to scary! I tried to tell her that it is her day to shine and be pretty and get photographed and have fun. She told me to stop talking and go away!!!
I wish I could wave a magic wand and ease all her worries. I love the girl more than words can say. Maybe I'll make a magic wand...

I've tried calling my Mom at the home with no luck. I called the nurses desk and apparently her phone isn't working now, so I will be buying her a new one tonight. I don't like it when I can't get hold of her. Needing a new phone...
The photos are of my home away from home...the office.
Well enough of this, I am off to pull another weed or two!

*6:30pm I fall down go boom! Pulling weeds. Loosening weeds with a shovel... Foot and shovel went one way, knee and body went another...extreme pain...me screaming...crying...knee pops back into place as my body hits the ground...more rolling and crying...I remembered that i had a phone in my pocket called my husband and he came out to save me. Oh goodness. I told you I don't like pulling weeds.
I'm still icing my knee at 8pm and it still hurts.