Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Creativity run amok

Our townhouse has an interior patio, completely private.  Yesterday morning, I went out there and danced in the sun in my underwear while the dog watched me from the doorway.  I have a rosebush in a pot out on that patio, and I noticed how pretty the shadow fell against the side of the house and decided to outline it with a pencil and then later I'd paint it.  It was awkward working around the rose bush and the next thing I knew, I'd thrown my back out.  I threw my back out the first time last June while I was painting my living room.  I've had major pain with my right ankle for fifteen years, and I used to think, thank heaven I don't have lower back pain.

Wrong.

So today I spent the day in bed with an icy-hot patch on my back as well as a heating pad and kept myself in a Lortab fog.  I've had worse days.  I watched House Hunting on Hulu and Tom brought me three taco supremes and a coke late in the afternoon.  Yum.  Tomorrow I will get up and suffer through it.  I will clench my teeth through my usefulness.  I will be brave.

Maybe I will dance on the patio again.

9 comments:

Rabbit said...

That's my woman. I love you, Louise.

BBB said...

You were one of my creative writing teachers at BYU. I recently found your blog. I don't remember how, but I am glad. You make me LOL, and I love you.

sammyp said...

Next time you take a photo of yourself, could you back off a little bit? Thank you mom.

Louise Plummer said...

I love you too, Brittany.

dede said...

I think that picture is great!
But the thought of you in your undies (do you still wear the one piecers?) dancing around, gives me a bit of the willies.
As soon as I figure out that whole happy place thing, I'm going to have to go there.

Robin said...

When you were tracing the roses onto the house, were you still in your beautiful white undies?

Louise Plummer said...

Let your imagine relax. I moved to two-piecers.

Louise Plummer said...

Yes, Robin.

Richardson's B.L.A.H.S. said...

Oh to be a fly on the outer wall of your house. Preferably in your "private" patio. You're just silly Louise. That's what I love most about you!