My 91-year-old parishioner got her hip pinned with a big ol' nail, and is doing well. She will be discharged from the hospital Sunday and go to a nearby nursing home for rehab.
I've got just two hours to finish all the work I've got left to do, pack the crew gear, and get myself ready to go to the woods, which means I'm right on schedule to my regular nervous breakdown. Ya know, one of these days, I'm going to go on a trip rested and ready.
Here's praying for good weather.