I started my New Year off with a bang! Or, rather, a bangity-bang-bang-thump-plunk.
On New Year's Eve, Doug and I went to Olive Garden for dinner (my request). Then, home to watch New Year's Rockin' Eve (bless Dick Clark's heart- isn't he the bravest)? Then, we sipped one glass of champagne and kissed at midnight. After that, we watched a movie that Doug borrowed from the library- "The Station Agent." It won the Sundance Film Festival in '02 or '03 I believe. In the end, we were up until 2 a.m.
I slept rather late. In fact, Doug woke me when he opened the door to see if I was still breathing. When I went to shower, somehow I slipped and took a terrible fall. I fell OUT of the shower, hitting my backside on the side of the tube, then hit the toilet so hard that it stripped one of the screws holding the seat on, then I hit the sink and finally fell to the floor on my back. Chelsea came to the door barking and Doug ran to the door yelling "unlock this door!"
I am o.k., but have been rather sore and my tail bone is bruised. (Painful as I sit here and type this.)
Saturday afternoon, New Castle Kathy came for an overnight.