Day 44: Guitars, cowbells and bulbs

Richard update: sternum pain from possible fracture and all-over, maddening itchiness are still issues. But many good things spill into our days...

Richard's sister gave him one of her guitars last week. Thanks, Liz! So now Richard can learn how to play (um...thanks Liz..). Doesn't he already look like a folk singer? Well, without the black boxes around his ears.

Daughter Alissa, friend Lisa, neighbors Bill and Andrea, and their friends (and yours truly) participated in the Cowtown Marathon/Half-Marathon/5K walk-run today, along with 2800 other participants. The day started with a ringing alarm clock at 6:30 a.m. Richard and I looked at each other bleary-eyed and said, "Whose idea WAS this anyway?"

Alissa, Lisa and I walked the 5K. It was my first "race" (yes, racing the leaves down the street at my pace...). Richard walked to coffee and waited for our return. By the time he walked to the park with us, walked to coffee and back, he probably logged as many miles as we did.

We survived the day, and enjoyed Richard's parents' company later in the afternoon. They came bearing gifts of planted bulbs.

Ah, fall. My favorite time of year.