My last time here I was bemoaning the Boot. I tore my gastrocnemius muscle (which sounds really gross and intestines related but isn't) and spent the entire summer decked out in a sweaty hot black ortho boot. It was one busy boot. Our summer was a whirlwind of activity partially because of this young beautiful Swiss woman living with us for the summer.
Among other things we drove 19 hours to and from Colorado to visit one of my sisters, have fun with Grandparents and share the scenery with our visitor. It was amazing and I did NOT GET ONE PICTURE. Not one.
Did you know you can hike in the Rocky Mountains in an ortho boot? Many, many miles in fact.
Did you know you can belt-test for Goju-Shorei Karate in an ortho boot? If you have awesome Sensei like I do you can. Hardest test ever.
Then to end summer with a bang my 18 year old broke her jaw... in 3 places (along with 10 stitches and some wicked road rash) while trying out long-boarding.
Did you know you can't do anything with your mouth wired shut? Really- not much of anything at all.
The moral of the summer to a western tune: Momma's, don't let your babies grow up to be long-boarders.
Summer's over, school is a whole quarter in, the boot's long gone, the jaw's unwired, and I'm back.