Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Tanya Writes About Spurs

Oh, I wish I was writing about cowboy spurs. I don't actually like the concept of something sharp and icky smacking into a neat horse's flank...but they are a part of Western culture. And that's where I set my books.

These spurs aren't meant for walking...they're hooked all around my right big toe! Now, I don't know about you. But I never gave my big toes much thought until one of them hurt bad and began to impede my regular life. What a lot of trouble a bad big toe can be!

I saw a podiatrist just before our dream trip (New England) which, as you know, was just before the nightmare--my hero's bout with testicular cancer. Now it's time to fix that bastard so I can dance at our daughter's wedding.

Dr. N says I can't do anything for ten days but read and watch TV...and computerize if I'm able. So I don't know when I'll be Back to the Blog.

I'm hoping like crazy to be able to get a proposal off to my wonderful editor, at least make the downtime worthwhile.

And my hero tells me with a big hug, now it's my turn to take care of you.

Sigh. What a guy.


Lauri said...

Best of luck with the surgery, Tanya! I'm sure all will be fine, and that both you and your hero will be gliding across the floor at the wedding!


Helen Hardt said...

Tanya, I hope you're recovering well!


Tanya Hanson said...

Thanks, my friends. Some days are better than others LOL but Lauri, you're right. That wedding will be here oson enough.