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eleneariel) wrote2007-03-21 10:55 am
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Lessons I learned from my grandmother # 298742: never be like her when I grow up
So apparently when my grandmother fell down the ravine Saturday, she broke one of her arm bones at the wrist. We finally insisted she go to the doctor; she was quite convinced that her arm was just fine, thank you very much. Nothing wong with her, no sir.
Oh, and she's refusing to keep it in the sling, too. Lovely.
And in other news, a day that started out quite dismally has improved in the most dramatic of ways. Our God is a God of miracles!
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Maybe it was the time period they grew up in? What's that called, "The good old days"? ;)
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