Hub Man is home for the day.

It's so nice to have a man around the house.

Only thing is, he is tucked up on the couch with his left foot up on a mountain of pillows because he managed to sprain his ankle in a parking lot after slipping on some transmission fluid yesterday.

It must REALLY hurt, because he is actually staying put on said couch. He is usually the king of denial in the pain department, so I'm convinced the paint levels must be impressive.

So far he has been a fairly good patient. We will see how things progress as the day goes on.

One interesting socialogical observation however. . .

Here is a picture of the equipment required for the modern male invalid.

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It's the two phones that get me. I will not bore you with a description of what controls what, but believe it or not, there are actually two more that could be added, but he doesn't think he will be needing those this morning. But who knows how things may change by afternoon. . .

And underneath it all are the phone numbers of family and friends, so he can regale them with the grisly details of his injury.

Me, I have to go on the hunt for something called and "air cast" which we are told will be de rigure in a few days time.

December always HAS been a rather dicey month in the karma department around our house. Looks like this year is no exception.