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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My hubby let the dogs out and sprained his ankle on the step. Then for days he hobbled around on that foot, stubborn yet. Definitely not getting better I got him a crutch at the store. For twelve hours it sat there not doing much, after being procured. But then he picked it up with grumbles, of that you can be sure. Now it’s become fun to make up stories to keep his friends adrift. Would you believe he stepped into an interdimensional rift? Or how about I got mad and kicked him in the shins, ouch! Or the dogs bit his leg as he took my sons homework from their mouth. It must have been a great paper or tasted like meat sauce. Or it happened in the basement while he was wrestling with the Trolls. Perhaps he followed a group of Lemmings to a place he shouldn’t go. Yes, he’s my hobble hubby and I love him oh so much. With his imagination life is never dull as my heart he does touch. And occasionally he balances on one foot and tells coworkers… He’s practicing his Karate Kid flamingo move or such… And he’s warned me he’d be safer if he could only find reverse. Yep, he’s on his way to recovery with just the right amount of smiles. Heaven help us as he continues to entertain us with his wiles. Believe me, his imagination will bloom as time continues on. Now if you’ll excuse me…I have to go catch up…for like he says… He hobbles like the wind and it’s really hard to keep up. Written 4-24-2011
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