Our plans

Our plans tonight were to go to the movie. "A Walk in the Woods" is playing and it is free popcorn night. But at 4:00 Butch decided to work on the motorhome windshield, on a ladder and without telling me. I was in the midst of putting our supper together, chicken enchiladas when he came in and told me he fell off the ladder and sliced the hell out of his finger. It was obvious at first glance that stitches were needed. So we dashed off to the clinic and one and half hours later we are back home with 7 stitches in Butch's finger and supper now fixed and in the oven.

Here he is giving us the finger.