Funmurphys: the Blog

Best Laid Plans

This week the male Fruit of the Murphy Loins and I were to attend a week long Boy Scout camp at beautiful S-F scout ranch. One minute I was carrying my bags down the stairs and the next I was lying on the floor with two broken toes. Now I wish I had put my boots on instead of holding off until we left. Oh well. As the doctor said, broken toes are just a nuisance.