The skating rink floor, that is. Jake was holding on to the railing and I thought I was doing okay. Like I said, kind of like riding a bicycle. So I decided to go around the rink once by myself. I didn't think I was skating fast, but rounding the curve, in less than a nano-second, I was down. I mean down hard! Butt, palms of my hands, back and MY HEAD!!! Ouch. Talk about embarrassing. One of the rink guys (who looked like he was all of fourteen!) immediately came to make sure the old lady was okay and to help her up. I mean, it couldn't have happened at the far end where nobody could see me. Nope. Right where I had a huge audience. Thankfully I am okay. The goose egg on my head is pretty much gone and my back is still sore, but nothing is broken. Luckily I inherited my mom's good bones :) Needless to say, the rest of the evening I was very cautious. The good part . . . by the end of the session, Jake was no longer holding on to the railing and was actually skating!
Thank you all so much for the birthday wishes! That little bird Julia let the cat out of the bag. I must have my birthday listed on Rug Hooking Daily. I had a really funny birthday present to share with you, but my camera won't let me download the picture. It must be the cable because I couldn't download it to the laptop either. GGGRRRR!!!!!! Maybe next time.
Thank you so much for stopping by and listening to my ramblings.
Pug hugs :)