Today being the national celebration of my birth (no, seriously, it's a port holiday, Harry Bridges Day, look it up) I started the day with a nice relaxing bout of nintendo; then got the call from the parental that she had fallen yet again and hit her head, requiring a trip to the ER since she's on blood thinners and they get concerned about that sort of thing. Got that handled after four hours, her settled, then came home to keg the latest WF lager and tap it because I'm that kind of crazy. About 30 minutes ago got into a discussion with myself about how I would build a new gaming PC for the husband; gesturing got a bit expansive (remember beer is involved) and I tipped over said glass of new WF lager. In the race to grab a towel from the kitchen I tripped over older dog who had raced in to help hearing my squeals and bashed the heck out of my left knee. Being of an advanced age now (58 if anyone wants to know) I have years of experience dealing with minor injuries; said knee is now wrapped in wide ace bandage with ice underneath so I can possibly make it to work tomorrow. Not the best birthday but yesterday rocked, three breweries on Whidbey Island visited and a great dinner to finish it. Here is a lovely pic to show what NOT to do when barefoot on slippery concrete with a large dog in the way.
