Saturday was Cinder City Days here in our town, reminding us we were once a railroad town, with parades, a carnival, and all sorts of fun stuff.
We spent the day at our daughter Betty's house on the big parade's route. Actually, I missed it.
I had taken a head-first spill in our driveway before getting to Betty's. It was a nasty fall, tore my pants leg and had a ugly knee that was fast swelling. I hurt everywhere so spent the day in Betty's recliner being waited on for lunch.
It had looked like rain but it held off for the parade and towns around us had entered the parade so it really was a good one. Dean took pictures for me.
After that it was birthday time. Great Grandson Tyler was two and really into opening presents. He was fun. He would open one and would like it so much he wanted to play. Instead, Mom would make him open another and again he wanted to play, but he was excited and he was cute to watch. He's so cute anyway.
Now it is Sunday evening and I have finally gotten awake. I am still sore, have a swelled knee that lost a lot of skin but no blood, and have a terrible headache.
It's not funny to fall.