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| About 8:15, we admire the fresh snow in the backyard before striking out on our walk up to Tim Horton's to meet Peetra for breakfast. |
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| We never made it up to Timmy's! I tripped and fell on the way and spent the next seven hours at the hospital, finally being sent home with a non displaced fractured arm in a sling and some pain pills. The good news is, it's my left arm! |
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| The bad news, Martin has to shovel all that snow alone, and do all the cooking, etc. He truly is my right hand man!! |
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