Broken, Burnt and Stranded

My sweet little Sally has a broken leg, a “fracture” in medical lingo, which by the way took the doctors quite a long time to identify, but in their defense it did take Steve and me 4 days to identify something was wrong. And we still have absolutely no idea how it happened. The month of October has been a complete blur and November made this sound “WOOOSH”. I did manage to run out of gas, having to call my Mother in law to rescue me, then make the dreaded call to my husband to “eat crow” because he had warned and warned of the car not being able to run with out gas. I said, “Oh, you silly man, I have plenty of gas”. I then turned on my stove trying to make dinner and set the cake-save aflame (which I had placed on the stove) with Bailey’s birthday cake in it, which gave it quite a little smoked flavor and completely melted my favorite and only cake save. I have ½ potty trained Sam, he still feels more comfortable pooping in his pants than on the toilet, and peeing on his friends floor, which is absolutely delightful. But all is well, only one broken leg, one fire, one fuel issue and 3 accidents at friend’s houses. I chalk that up to a pretty darn great month!!!! Oh ya, add one bunny killing to that tally. But I still feel pretty darn great!!