Hello all of you in blogger land. Its always something fun on the farm. Today I was being "Miss Good Neighbor" and blading everyones driveway. (Sister, the next door neighbor, and of course ours.) The clutch on the ole Ford tractor is set kind of high. Just high enough that when your foot slips off of it, it whacks ya right in the shin bone! YEP! I kind of cussed when it hit me, but I rocked on, because my hands were cold and my chain fell off my right tire. hmmmmmm.
I had done all I was going to do, and came back in the house to make some nooodles to go with the chicken I cooked this morning.
I called Mom to tell her that her newspaper was on her porch and sorry I didnt come in to visit, but that numerous things were going ary. When I pulled my pants leg up to see the scrape I may have gotten from the clutch. I was shocked! Then I told my mother I felt okay until I saw that contusion on my leg. EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!!!!!
Well then I felt all creepy, but I was laughing very hard because, I had no idea that my shin had such a knot on it. I dont suppose it would have looked so bad had that same area gotten repeated blows from time to time. I think I will invest in shin guards.