We've entered that part of the Portland winter where it rains for weeks at a time, stopping for a day or two, and then start raining again.
On Saturday I was walking Izzy around the block and tripped over an uneven sidewalk. Not that I was ever very graceful. I pulled some muscles in my chest, and have been taking it easy the last couple of days. Not that I have anything hard to do on my calendar. It's beginning to feel better. And yes, I'm pretty sure that it's pulled muscles and not broken ribs.
Iz is accommodating herself in her "new pack". She's really a delight and is very smart.
Joan's daughter and her beau are out in Oregon this week. They flew in on Sunday night then took off to Bend for some snowboarding. They'll be back tomorrow to spend the rest of the week with us.
That's the news here.
