I Broke My Foot...

     Had to get a cast. Had to go to a further away hospital because my local clinic doesn't have a cast room! Imagine. Have to wear a stupid big foot thing OVER the cast so that it stays heel-down. My break is a spiral fracture of my fifth metatarsal. How did I do this? Getting out of bed! My foot caught in the sheet and I went down. I didn't even feel my foot because I hit with my full weight on the pointed corner of the bedside table directly on my ear—it's a lovely shade of bluegreen purple. Grrrrrrr.

     So with all this? Once again, I missed my own deadline. You all will never believe me ever again, so I'm making no promises and that's it.If I ever get things going? I'll let you know. Till then? Not a single word. Not a single letter. About dolls or anything even the slightest bit of a hint about dolls will appear on this blog. I'll talk about the weather. I'll talk about the news (not really—too depressing). I may not talk at all; just post some pix or some such. Maybe about singing. Maybe about opera and singing it. Maybe about who knows what! Most of all, no countdown clock!

      If you ever come back here? It will be to see what horror has befallen me next, no doubt. However, if you are still reading and you want to send in a doll story? The rules from the last entry still apply. 

     So, see you and if I ever get back on track? Look for the news of it all on the doll sites, 'kay? Till next time, love to whomever (whoever?) is reading this.