Really, I'm okay folks!

It's the middle of October and I, like many others, am trying to figure out where the heck summer went? I didn't get out to do all the things I had planned to do...

• Planting the pumpkin and squash seedlings.
• Plant my new rose bushes and watch them thrive.
• Four tomato bushes, planted.
• Four chili pepper plants and two bell pepper planted.
• Keep the garden weeded. Now that's a funny thought.
• Work on the landscaping around the shed.
• Decorate my garden with a few homemade sculptures and birdhouses.

So the pumpkins and squash seedlings never got planted. The rose bushes died. Tomatoes, chilies and bell peppers were almost non-existent. The garden turned into a weedy treasure hunt. Landscaping didn't happen and there were no homemade sculptures made or painted birdhouses hung.

So am I really that lazy? Uh...sometimes I know I am. Of course I sat on my butt all summer, but not because I wanted to. I had to. And it sucked. If you take anything from this silly, brief post...remember when gardening not to wear flip flops in a muddy garden bed with a slight slope to it. If you do, you'll end up like me. Falling on your butt, with one foot buried deep in the mud, breaking your leg! Yes, there was no drunken trampoline jumping, naked incident that took place to cause me to break my leg. It was a simple fall that landed me two months, starting the middle of July, on my butt for the entire summer.

I do have to say the funniest part of the whole thing was having the ambulance pick me up. Just before they arrived, I asked my neighbor gals to hose me off. I was more worried about how I looked than the fact I broke my leg! The girls kindly offered to grab the garden hose, but in addition to that they would run and grab my earrings, high hills and lip stick as well! I had wet pants from spilling rose bush water down the front of me prior to the fall. My butt, legs, feet, hands and arms covered in mud. And I'm sure I smelled oh so wonderful from not showering that day.

Knowing the ambulance crew that took me to the ER, because my husband is also an EMT with our township, ended up being less humiliating than I thought it would be. My overweight body had to be picked up by my friends and placed on the stretcher. Then I was wheeled up the grassy hill, over to the neighbor's driveway, onto the road with all my neighbors watching. I waved my beauty queen wave and yelled, "Really, I'm okay folks!" All the while me and the crew cracked jokes with each other and they told me that next time all I had to do was call and ask for help instead of injuring myself.

So all summer, while lying in bed, on the couch or in the recliner I was given all the time in the world to watch TV, read and think. Think. Think. Think. And think. Do you know how boring that is? I'm sure you can imagine what it would be like. But really, if it's never happened to you, you don't want to be there. You will drive yourself crazy. Seriously crazy!

After all that I did learn something about myself. I found something out about myself and when I was able to move around on my leg without the crutches, I didn't waste any time! Stay with me folks, because there are some seriously beautiful things about to come from this Creative Gal!