I started driving! My first trip was to a drive-through Starbucks. Success. Freedom. This week I explored quite a few drive-through or short-walk restaurants to pick up meals! Thursday was back-to-school night at St Ignatius so I got to watch the grandkids. Sophia and Avery were quite busy on their electronic devices but Carson and I had a great time.
The nocino was drained through many layers of coffee filters lining a colander.


And the beach houses got their beach. I practiced with a small square (don’t turn it over, it does not have a proper backing). This beach house has an RCMP pin over the door and a Marc Tetro postcard from long long ago in the background.
When I shared the above picture with cousins Phyllis and Carol, they asked about location: guest bedroom. The pillow is an up-cycled t-shirt made into a pillow cover.
In the living/dining area on an antique sewing cabinet:
And I went to a cribbage tournament at the lodge on Saturday (my outing for the day) not to play but to watch. Two couples I know in the community were playing and I wanted to cheer them on (and get out of the house). Sixteen participants, double elimination.
Top two. Jackie Howard (left) came in 2nd, Suzanne Price was the tournament winner.

I can not stay in bed all day anymore! I must do something. I searched for ideas online. I wanted some kind of handwork that would use stuff I already had. When Jennifer and Justin came by on Tuesday evening (with a pizza),

I asked Justin to get out my boxes of felt. Within a few days, I had lots of supplies spread out everywhere. Guest bed:
Countertop:
Bench:
Sewing cabinet:
Dining table:
By the end of week 2:
Do they need a beach?

Ugh, in bed all week. So many people offered help: friends, family, neighbors – it’s a blessing to have such a wonderful support group. Food, visits, texts, emails – thank you everyone. Adrienne, Linda, and I usually meet at a Starbucks to visit. This week we still had our Starbucks treats but in my bedroom!

Maria came by on Saturday.
By Monday, I was able to hang out with Jim and Lucy NOT in the bedroom. Progress!
Yes, my ankle hurts, but the worst achy pain came later – my shoulders and upper arms from using the crutches. By the end of week 1, I was able to put some weight on my left heel (only) which made using the crutches somewhat easier.

Official diagnosis: Nondisplaced fracture lateral malleolus left ankle with moderate soft tissue swelling.

I have a broken ankle, the fibula. And this is where I will be for the next 4 weeks:
Unfortunately, Adrienne and I were supposed to leave today for a 5-day trip to Portland. Darn.

Monday morning. There’s a fairly big group of people here who play pickleball several times a week. I really like pickleball. In the second hour, we had a competitive doubles game going. I went for a shot, rolled my ankle, and fell. Pain! Everyone was great! Comforting words, do I need 911? (No), someone went for ice, another person went for a rolling chair, someone was holding my hand. Two people helped me into the rolling chair and into the shade. Everyone was so kind and helpful – I feel lucky to live in such a caring community! Lorraine rode my bike home and came back with crutches and her car. Waiting for Thais to take me to the doctor, but it doesn’t look good: