Sunday, April 22, 2012

30 Days of Photographs II - Day 22



Portrait

"It's Tozo ... Double-Ow! Tozo."


My mom just came up with that.  "Tozo", that is.

It's day two.  I hurt.  I hurt all over.  The foot is just fine (thanks for asking) - very minimal pain, if any, but the rest of my body is aching.  The soreness from pushing and hopping from place to place, inch by inch with the walker makes me wish I had been pumping iron before the accident.

My butt even hurts.  It hurts because I no longer have a walker upstairs and have had to bum it back and forth from my bed to the washroom a couple of times.  I might just risk using the crutches tonight, and for anyone who has never used or needed crutches, it's not as easy as it might look.

As for my foot, I only suffered a small fracture that also caused a tiny bone chip in the fourth toe.  The hospital fitted me with a "soft-cast" (which is code for:  just another thing you will be tripping over in no time) and should come off in about four weeks.

Needless to say, I didn't get a photo for today's theme but improvised to get the quasi self-portrait above.

I promise not to take any more shots of my foot.


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This is part of the 30 Days of Photographs II challenge, spawned by Ziva & BonyMike (a.k.a. MikeWJ). Please visit the others that are contributing to this lunacy:

Saturday, April 21, 2012

30 Days of Photographs II - Day 21



Moon





Okay, so here's the thing.  Last night there was some lightning and thunder in the area and at around 11p.m., there was a blip in power which interrupted our internet reception.

Chase (one of our dogs) is terrified of thunder and sticks to me like Velcro whenever there is a storm.

I went upstairs to reset the cable box with Chase in tow.  I didn't realize that the cord from telephone that sits next to the box got stuck between my toes and my sandal.  As I turned to leave, the cord snagged my foot and I tried to stick out my other foot to gain my balance and avoid falling on my ass.  No such luck.  Chase was right behind me and, to avoid falling on her, I ended up contorting in such a manner that I literally bent the toes on the unstuck foot back toward my knee, and then I fell on my butt.

Five minutes of cursing and wails of pain ensued.

To make a long story short, I was unable to come up with any sort of photo for "moon" today, mostly because there was no moon last night (it was overcast anyway), but also because I think I may have broke my foot.

Luckily I had the foresight to buy an extra walker for my mother for the upstairs area and, even though she can no longer climb stairs, it certainly came in handy today.

I await delivery of some crutches so that I can enter the hospital with what's left of my dignity (and without having to fight with the walker) for x-rays.

I'll keep you posted.


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This is part of the 30 Days of Photographs II challenge, spawned by Ziva & BonyMike (a.k.a. MikeWJ). Please visit the others that are contributing to this lunacy:







Friday, April 20, 2012

30 Days of Photographs II - Day 20


Bird


This is not a dove.  This isn't a close-up.  This isn't even in focus.
This is, however, the only bird shot I had for today's theme.



I am an idiot.

I had the perfect opportunity to get a close up, focused and clear shot of a bird and I blew it.  When I entered my room to go to bed on Thursday night, I startled what I first thought was a "Money Bat" (a Black Witch moth common to the Bahamas that can grow very large in size) since there was all this flapping going on.  After turning on the light, I discovered it was only a mourning dove.

Knowing that it wasn't going to leave the room because it was too dark by then, I left it perched atop one of the ceiling fan blades to stare sideways at me (you know, in that creepy head-bobbing way that mourning doves do) for the rest of the night.

There it was, the following morning, sitting on the ceiling fan.  So, I opened the door to the balcony to allow the dove to regain its freedom and then plodded off downstairs to grab my morning coffee.

As I sat at the table sipping coffee and clearing the sleep out of my eyes, I glanced over to see what was up and coming in the list of tortures themes for this challenge.

And there it was:  Day 2o: Bird.

Needless to say, the dove had already flown the coop.

I am an idiot.



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This is part of the 30 Days of Photographs II challenge, spawned by Ziva & BonyMike (a.k.a. MikeWJ). Please visit the others that are contributing to this lunacy:




Thursday, April 19, 2012

30 Days of Photographs II - Day 19


White





There are many beautiful white things:
The White Cliffs of Dover,
white chocolate,
white knights,
white unicorns,
white noise,
but there is nothing like digging your toes into the
white sands of the beaches in the Bahamas.



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This is part of the 30 Days of Photographs II challenge, spawned by Ziva & BonyMike (a.k.a. MikeWJ). Please visit the others that are contributing to this lunacy:




Wednesday, April 18, 2012

30 Days of Photographs II - Day 18


Fire




So, my backyard bonfire was a bust.  The nice little campfire I built in my portable charcoal barbecue burned too quickly and, as I added more fodder, the wind picked up, snuffing out the flames, creating billows and billows of smoke that wafted into the house.  Luckily nobody suffered any ill affects from smoke inhalation.


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This is part of the 30 Days of Photographs II challenge, spawned by Ziva & BonyMike (a.k.a. MikeWJ). Please visit the others that are contributing to this lunacy:


Tuesday, April 17, 2012

30 Days of Photographs II - Day 17


Time






Time.  

There doesn't seem to be enough of it.

It eludes me.  It hates me.

It is my nemesis.

I will be late to my own funeral.  It's inevitable.




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This is part of the 30 Days of Photographs II challenge, spawned by Ziva & BonyMike (a.k.a. MikeWJ). Please visit the others that are contributing to this lunacy:



Monday, April 16, 2012

30 Days of Photographs II - Day 16


Ordinary Matters





Sunday dinner.  For some, it's truly ordinary.  For some, it truly matters.

I really had no idea as to how to interpret today's theme so I took this shot last night of the dinner table arrangement we never see at our house.  We had Sunday dinner with our visiting Canadian friend, a quasi-relative if you will, and it's a very rare occasion that my mother and I ever get out together.

It was fun.  I made a point of replacing the Scary Glass at the place settings for me and my mom with shorter ones but "Margo" (not her real name) said she was fine with hers.  I chuckled sardonically and with Margo sitting opposite of me, I thought her glass would be safe from my reach.  It was.  Halfway through dinner, Margo dumped her own glass over, spilling wine all over the table.

Sunday dinner.  Ordinary matters.



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This is part of the 30 Days of Photographs II challenge, spawned by Ziva & BonyMike (a.k.a. MikeWJ). Please visit the others that are contributing to this lunacy:

Bryan (now appearing in an alternate reality on a different blog site)