Like every morning, I stretched over the garden tub to open the blinds in the bathroom. But this morning when I stepped back, my foot slipped a little --- BOINK!!! Into the wall decoration with a horseshoe crab shell. Eeooooww, did those spikes hurt! And the puncture spot still hurts. I could envision CSI's forensic team casting a mold of my skull wound to match up with one of those crustacean's sharp points. "We have a freak accident here," they would say, as my husband shakes his head and looks on in his usual dismay.

It just goes to show you that I'm the Queen of Freak Accidents! I challenge anyone to top getting pierced in the head with a horseshoe crab while in one's own bathroom!!! That has to be award winning, right?

Well, almost. If Ash's Mom doesn't win, then I could probably beat myself in this contest. Last week I fell out of my chair in a health food restaurant. It was a pure knock-down --- when I tried to retrieve a vitamin pill from the floor, my chair slipped one way and I went the other! Thankfully, two skinny granola-crunching guys helped me up as my poor daughter looked on, screaming "Mooooooooootheeeeeeeer?!!??!" She only gets upset like that because she knows that will be her in twenty years.

So the crown is available if anyone, other than a blood-relative, who feels they can top this Queen of Freak Accidents. I double-dog dare ya, Streamers!

Over the weekend, I spent some volunteer time in the Pumpkin Patch.

My assistant was friendly enough, but even with extensive training, she wasn't much help in selling pumpkins!

Of course, I was a little confused by our mission too.

A few customers needed help getting their pumpkin selections to their cars.

Pumpkin Man wasn't much help either!

One picky little customer spent hours trying to decide on pumpkins for table decorations!

Two grandpaw-dudes came by to flirt --- I wasn't buying so they left without buying any pumpkins.

This weasel tried to weasel me out of paying for the pumpkins!

I tried to talk a gang of rotten pumpkins into coming back into the patch, but it was too late --- they had gone BAD!

Later my hubby helped me pick out two perfect pumpkins. He said they were just the right size!

~~~ Life is always good in the Pumpkin Patch! ~~~ Hugs, Rita B

Have you ever had to change your e-mail address? Of course, you have. It seems like such a simple task, right?

After Time Warner bought Adelphia, we knew it was coming. The changing of the companies makes for changing of addresses, passwords, security and firewalls, and all that other neat-o stuff. "Stuff" that has been running smoothly for months on end with no worries to me and hubby.

Yesterday ended with me still on the phone talking to Peter at tech-support at midnight! He was great as we laughed our way through the changes, but things still aren't right. I'm assured that it will get better as Time Warner works out the bugs in updating the system! My Tuesday was spent on the computer installing and uninstalling, filling-in-the-blank questions, and trying to straighten things out. My e-mail has boxes popping up telling me my username and passwords are WRONG --- and all the while my e-mail is still coming in! Under three addresses!! It could be worse --- I could be getting nothing at all.

In the golden-olden days, boys & girls, friends sent out cute little cards with homely houses decorating the front and all the lines filled in with the latest in contact information. These cards appeared in the snail mail. Now it's all done online........... with great difficulty and all the while using a team of computer experts at my beck and call.