Mishaps

The second day my son was here visiting, I had “one of those days.” The first thing I did was break a wine glass. It sort of jumped off the draining rack (no dishwasher here at the ranch in the old farmhouse). Then, as I kindly brought him his breakfast and a cold glass of water, I spilled the water all over (which I had intelligently put into an old metal drinking container, avoiding another glass shattering disaster).

After that I dropped my vitamin dispenser into the cat