A break in the Summer!

As you saw in the previous posts, we went to California for about 10 days.  We had a great time.  The appartment was old and not super, but look at the location:

From the kitchen, I'd say it's a beach view :)

Our is the little blue one in the back ground, between the two $4 millions beach front.

The BBQ was crap so we bought this fantastic pan, called a grilled cheese pan, but it can be used to grill 4 or 5 hot dogs at the SAME time! That was our 4th of July big meal :)

 We played Volley-ball

We played Football

We went skimboarding

We made new friends

We learned a new sport
And then, then, then, Mom had to learn a new sport

I had to try, it didn't look that dangerous, of course...and then, then, then

It doesn't look that bad, you say...oh yeah, look...

I had the whole "Baywatch" episode going. I fell, the Lifeguard came, called his buddy who came with the truck. I heard my tibia crack, I knew it was not a little ouie! They loaded me on their truck, up to where the ambulance was waiting (next to the two beach houses further up, not a long drive thank goodness!).  From there, up to Newport Beach Hospital.  I was admitted for a couple of days because, frankly, I had nowhere to go. Our beach apartment was just not possible and I was in pain.  Reed drove the kids partly home on the Saturday (I broke it on the Friday, about the last 15 minutes we were going to stay, we had started repacking everything to head home), his parents met him on the way.  He came back, packed the apartment and picked me and Alex who had stayed with my comatose self at the hospital.  The trip home to AZ was a blur, really. I saw the surgeon and had surgery. I'm going to be recovering now, that's all there is left to do.

Some good things about a broken leg:

Only shave one leg.

No gym for a while.

Everyone loves you, you can blame everything you say/do on the drugs.

The TV remote is yours.

You get a temporary handicap parking.

My brother asked Alex:" How's your Mom?"  His answer: "Horizontal"