The Leg Model

Ohhh, how I wish I could have been a fly on the wall in

the doctor's office when Byron went in for his leg appointment.

Byron said it went something like this:

Doctor:  Where are your crutches?

Byron:  At home.

Doctor:  Where is your boot cast?

Byron:  At home.

Doctor:  Why?

Byron:  My leg feels great.

Doctor:  We'll see.  Let's take a look at the X-Rays.

Evidently, the X-Rays looked great

and Byron was told to be smart, be careful-- no running, climbing ladders etc.

His leg, by the way, is looking much, much better.

Unfortunately, his leg modeling days are over though.

Greer and her friend Jaymie were on dinner duty tonight.

I had to show you how cute they were... with their pasta, fruit salad

and homemade Texas toast.

The service was fabulous-- the cleaning up?  Not so much.

 And as for the Keanut-man?

He didn't feel so good today, wouldn't eat or drink much of anything

but did get -- thank heavens  -- a motorcycle ride

with Motorcycle Jeff.

Bless that man's sweet soul.