Don, I had an injury like that, running in a strappy pair of high-heeled sandals. It took months to heal. Hers was completely severed. After surgery to overlap and reattach the tendon it took four months of PT to be able to walk comfortably.

Keb, it was private, even we weren't there (her request - only the two of them.) They're doing a party in a couple of months as a sort of reception. I did hope the earlier remarks were the whole story, but you do have a way of opening topics again.

Today in a pre-birthday run I headed over to the department store outlet (they used to have incredible savings, extra discounts in various departments each day) where now the discounts are excellent, but the supply chain is such that they don't need to discount the discounts to clear out the merchandise. I found two medium size cotton tops with 3/4 sleeves, just what I wanted, and I used some birthday money from a friend to get a jeans jacket - a well-made sturdy denim one and I've wanted one forever but they're always so expensive or not in my size. The rack was full of size small and a couple of mediums with a goofy fake patch in a contrasting light cotton print; I found one medium of just denim no patch affectations in sight. It cost 1/3 of the original retail price. :)

Some weird stories now.

Last night, around 11pm at least, I was working in my office that is at the front of the house and I heard what sounded like a recording, but it was a male voice over a loud speaker out in the street somewhere telling someone (not me, I hoped!) to come to the front door and stand on the front porch. It seemed to repeat several times by the time I realized it wasn't the radio or a TV on in the other room. 11pm. No identification of who is speaking, and it creeped me out. I turned off my overhead light and went to the side door to look out through the security gate. No one there. I threatened Pepper with dismemberment if she made a peep at the front door (she usually goes into a paroxysm of barking if I look like I'm going out) and peered through the security gate into the dark up the street and around the trees in neighbors' yards. Nothing. Next window on the front of my house, nothing. I usually take my trash down to the curb last thing before bed but no way I was walking down there with the bag from the kitchen. The can was at the curb, but not with everything. They can get the rest of it on Thursday.

Story two. Friends came to lunch, and one of them brought in a large grocery bag filled to the top with dried pasta packages, parcels of rice, and a lot of ramen. "I'm clearing out carbs so I thought I'd share here." One of the lunch guests is often sent home with extra food due to straightened circumstances. After lunch, and after the kind of odd departure of that couple (arguing about whether to drive home in the storm) three of us were left. One said "I want to see what's in the bag" so I brought it over to the kitchen table. As we poked through, I noticed a couple of worms on bags, and then we realized there were weevils in most of the pasta and rice. "I think we should throw this away right now and no one say a word about it." Everyone laughed and I bundled it into a large plastic bag and carried it out to the trash can and I then toted it down to the curb. So that's why there was already some trash in the can last night.

Story three. I was in the bathroom 2 days ago and the strangest thing happened, and when I told a friend about it yesterday he put it together with the weird weather. Two of the dogs came into the room and I saw a black insect drop off of one of them onto the floor beside the tub. When I bent over to look at it, I thought it looked like a mosquito, but it was bigger and very black. I reached my foot over to smash it and the damned thing took off and raced across the floor! Engorged mosquitoes can't do that, but this one took a couple of tries before I caught and smashed it, with quite a lot of blood. I picked it up in a piece of tissue, I should have taken a photo, but I flushed it. I told the friend and he said "that's a floodwater mosquito" and they are like freeze dried pests in the environment, after floods they lay eggs in the soil that don't hatch till there is flooding or so much water that the eggs get wet enough to hatch. Sometimes years later. We had 14 inches of rain on August 29, and a few days later the mosquitoes were everywhere, they're considered a "nuisance" more than a disease carrier, but they're aggressive and huge.

Sorry it's so long, but I wanted to share those odd events.