I'll tell you the moral of my story first: Always keep some knitting in your bag.

Dan, my father, and I spent Saturday afternoon in the ER. Dan was working on a small woodshed here at the house and fell, falling on his ladder and bursting the inside of his arm open--basically from bicep to tricep. I've never seen a wound on a human being like the one I saw on Dan. It was pretty alarming, to say the least. If you're squeamish don't read this-----but you could see fat (very little on my lean husband) and muscle, the cut was so wide open. Ick. Sorry for the gory details, but in a way, it's kind of fascinating, too. The human body is amazing.

Being the girl scout that I am, when he came crawling through the kitchen door and I got a glimpse of his wound, I tied a tourniquet on it and quickly called my dad to get him to the ER. I was able to stay calm although I was a shaky mess on the inside. Thankfully, they took him straight into the ER but after cleaning and some x rays, the waiting began.

I had the (selfish?) forethought to throw the latest issues of Wondertime and National Geographic into my bag before we got in the car to go. I wish I'd also had the selfish forethought to grab some mascara and a hairbrush. But anyway, when I dug in to my bag to get the magazines out, I realized I had a knotted up ball of organic cotton yarn from a dishcloth (yes, I'm still knitting them) that was on my needles and just inches away from completion.

It's finished now.

And Dan is home. Lucky to only have a nasty wound, many stitches, a bruise any man would be proud of, and a very sore body.

I have attempted to write this post (not the ER story, but the next part) several times in the last week. But between being sick and this heat, which saps all creativity, I haven't gotten to it. There are so many things to catch up on--an amazing IKEA date with Emily, some pictures, some thoughts, some milestones, some posts I'd like to revisit....But for now, I'll leave you with some fun news.

I am back to blogging for Babycenter as part of their Momformation team of bloggers. When I walked away several months ago we didn't burn any bridges and communication was open. Last month, they asked me to come back and write twice a week, in more of a journal style of post. So my articles over there will be much like the kinds of things you read here.

My feature posts are called A Bushel and a Peck...after this little ditty that my brother-in-law, who passed away a few years ago, used to sing to his children (and mine). You'll find them on Momformation every Wednesday and Sunday. Hopefully, this week, I'll put a link in my sidebar so that you can go directly to my posts on the site.

My first post was a bear to write. I struggled with how much to share from my background and then had some writer's-remorse after it was posted. But it always takes me a bit to find my voice again over there. My second post went up today and chronicles the drama of Emma losing one of her big ol' front teeth last week.

I hope you'll stop by and see me over there and PLEASE (yes, do note a bit of begging) leave a comment so I don't get too lonely. I feel really good about my new "relationship" at babycenter. And unlike last time, I think it won't leave me lonely for my blog but will simply be an extension of myself and what I share with all of you dear friends, here.

Happy Monday. xo.