Monday, November 30, 2009

I'm back from my blogiday!

According to urbandictionary.com, a blogiday is when you get fed up and take a holiday from your weblog. Of course it's possible you didn't even know I was taking a blogiday, but I did... It wasn't planned or anything, I simply checked out of cyberspace for a bit. So - what have I been doing? Well, nursing my knee for one. And a whole lot of other stuff, too. But because I haven't checked in for a while, let me give you the run down on the whole knee debacle.

So this is where it all started, the 'Window' in Big Bend National Park. It was Labor Day weekend and Jack and I planned a hiking trip to the 'Window'. The weekend was actually going to be chockful of other wonderful things - which, I'll get to later. But first, the hike which was first on our list for the long weekend...

So as you can see from the picture above (which I took, by the way, and am pretty darn proud of being that I'm generally not a good photographer) it was a beautiful day and perfect weather for a nice hike through the window. It was mid to high 70's, perfect temperature, and had rained earlier so the air was light and fresh. Just a perfect day!

So this is me all chipper and happy and proud of myself because I am yards away from reaching the premier viewing spot inside the window. At this point we are about 2 1/2 miles in.


Jack got to the window before me. I snapped this picture, jumped off a boulder and KERPLUNK!! For a brief moment in time I forgot that I was 40-something and no longer 20-something. It's amazing how often I forget my age.... I hopscotched my way off that boulder in my eagerness to see the view at the end of the trail.

However, what happened was I hopped but my knee didn't scotch. You gotta have a scotch with the hop or you end up in a heap of a mess.

So a severed ACL and crushed meniscus later, I'm hear to tell you that I did manage to get my dang picture taken in the window! I wasn't going to hike all that way and not have proof of it. I literally crawled up as far as I could go and got this British couple who was just ahead of us to snap our picture:

Check out my hair! Does it look like I had the fall of my life just moments earlier? You can tell that I'm standing with all my weight on one leg and Jack has a look of shock on his face; he's probably wondering, "how the hell am I gonna get this chick out of here?" I knew a few hours later that I had really messed up my knee, but I think when this picture was snapped I was still thinking that maybe it was just sort of twisted or something and I was going to shake out of it or something.

Well - I didn't shake out of it. I had to have a cadaver ligament put in to replace my severed one (it can really gross me out if I think long enough about it) and spent six weeks non-weight bearing and on crutches. Needless to say, I have the poundage to prove it...

So one of the other wonderful things that occurred that weekend while I hobbled around with my blown out knee was my precious nephew's 2nd birthday. Yeah - I made it to the party but will spare pictures of myself being that by that point in time I had realized that my knee was messed up and I was really hurting, although for some stupid reason I kept telling everyone, "Nah, it really doesn't hurt that much...." Who was I kidding? And what in the world was I trying to prove???



My little nephew, Henry, is just so darn cute! He's actually as sweet as he is cute, too. This is happy Henry after eating lots of cake and ice cream.




This is really, really happy Henry after even more birthday cake! Or maybe it's "brain freeze" Henry after lots and lots of ice cream....



I also missed out on taking a hot air balloon ride.... That was going to happen on the last day of our trip (that's my dad in the red hat), but - well, with a blown out knee it's kind of hard to have a potential rough landing when you can only stand on one leg. I wasn't in the mood for two blownout knees....



But Jack got to have a grand ride over the valley in Alpine and I got to hear all about it on the six hour drive home.

Oh yeah - there's one more thing that happened on this trip. We picked up a stray dog on the side of road. Why? Because we really needed a sixth dog. More on that story later....

In the meantime, I will be checking in with all my blogging buddies to see what's been going on in your world while I was basking in my blogiday sun. Be patient with me, as it will take me while to get around to everyone.....