The sexy new ankle brace is miles better than the old getup I had, and it served me very well on my away job this week. It's not too bad looking, and I'm not limping much at all anymore. If I wear a lot of black, or some styling bootcut jeans, most people don't even notice I'm wearing a brace.
I was feeling so chipper, in fact, that when I got home yesterday afternoon, I changed into some gardening clothes. While I was waiting for Mr. Jefferies to get home from his sleepover (He also became [one of the] Office Dog[s] at Burton Snowboards for three days, where he gained all sorts of new fans, I'm told. Dude.), I went out to survey what was happening in the garden.
Given how well the ankle was doing over the past three days, and how well I was feeling overall, I thought that I might even be able to get some serious gardening done this weekend. Or if not serious, then at least semi-serious.
I did a few things -- I had quite a lot of asparagus that was ready to be cut, and quite a bit of lettuce and fresh mint -- which I gave to Mr. Jefferies' babysitter as a thank-you gift. I watered some things. I have new baby beets, spinach, carrots, onions, lettuces, and Swiss chard, and the plum trees are covered with blossoms. I have everbearing strawberry blossoms, and some pear blossoms.
I removed the very lightweight coldframe from over the top of the lettuces and kales and cabbages, which can all now fend for themselves quite nicely, and moved it to a different bed where I put in some zucchini seeds. This is very early for those heat-loving zukes, but I'm betting that the cold frame will keep it warm like a hothouse and they'll be fine -- maybe even better than usual. And I sowed some broccoli seeds all over a 3X3 bed. I'll eat the babies, thinning them out to the six full-size plants that a bed that size can handle.
And that was pretty much it. My ankle was letting me know then that, "Thank you, Norma, that is quite enough now."
Sigh. It's gonna be a while before I'm 100%.
I had a picnic on my way home from my business trip: Oh-so-delicious leftover Biryani from the Bollywood Grill, where I had a wonderful dinner with Claudia and Sandy the night before last. The food was fabulous, the company was wonderful, and the waiter was flirty. What more could one wish for? Well, leftovers, of course! I took the leftovers with me and ate them outside, in the beautiful sunny and warm day, when I hit West Lebanon, NH. There was also a little bit of shopping at LLBean.