I had a wonderful weekend. I got spoiled and then toasted. The highlight, however, was when I kicked a lounge chair (during the spoilage portion) and broke my little toe. It was sticking out to the side. I looked down at it and thought, "well, this isn't right. It's not supposed to be pointing that way." It has turned a lovely shade of red-purple and my foot is swollen and bruised. Such a shoe for such a little bone. I went into the doctor yesterday, saw the PA, and got some cool x-rays. It's a nasty looking break all the way across the bone at an angle. I laughed when I saw the films. It's that obvious. The toe is a little out of place, but it's not worth setting. I knew the treatment would be taping it, as I had already done, but I wanted to make sure that it didn't need anything more aggressive. Better to be safe than sorry.

My life is getting SO busy. There are a million things to do before moving and many people to see. I'll be in California before I know what hit me! Then, I'll be in Omaha...