Nicole VanPutten

Good afternoon. Today I write with an optimistic message of future blogging wonder - my broken bone is healing and the cast comes off on Wednesday! Although I’ve grown attached to the fashionable shade of purple covering my right hand I’m uncommonly giddy with thoughts of eating cereal without dumping milk in my lap, opening my Burt’s Bees without my teeth, and writing more than one paragraph in my blog without killing an entire afternoon. I will never take my right hand for granted again.

In the spirit of good things and Sunday giddiness, I leave you with Bembo’s Zoo. Click here to enjoy simple alphabet inspired animal fun that requires just one hand.

Cheers!

Due to the current unavailability of my right hand, Michael has graciously donated his clever post on bicycle helmets to my blog. Please click here to witness his superb writing powers and check out some very cool helmets at the same time.

Remember to use your manners and thank Michael on your way out!

Have you ever tried typing with one hand? Now for those of you who can successfully type with two hands, sit down with your keyboard this afternoon, one hand behind your back, and go at it. Not easy is it? Welcome to my world. On New Year’s Day, the first bright, glorious, fresh day of the year I slipped and fell on the deck at my parents’ house and injured my hand. Now when I say slipped and fell, I’m talking about a fall that removed gravity for a few graceful moments sending my feet in the air and my back to the ground. It was my shining hour.

Unfortunately, said fall brought out my natural instinct to prevent the inevitable short plummet with my hand because at that moment I felt my wrist would support the weight of my entire body all in the vain attempt to keep my new jammers from getting wet. To make a long story short, my wrist needs some extra gym time and my new jammers had to be washed, twice. Another bright idea down the drain.

So, my hand is the reason you haven’t read any fantastic ideas, purposeful thoughts or clever insights the past couple of weeks. My right hand is slowly mending and typing is not my left hand’s strong suit.