Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-35319541-20180513060558/@comment-35319541-20180521142342

One day, as I sat out on my front porch watching a neighbor go stumbling across the yard, at first I thought maybe she was drunk, but she made it to the sidewalk and all was well. A couple days later I was going down my front steps and went stumble bumbling down them alright, landed on my batooter. I hoped no one thought the same of me as my arms and legs went flaying all over the place. I was new to the house and hadn't gotten the pattern of smaller steps turning into deeper steps yet. Later as we got to friends, I asked her about it, and she said the yard was so full of holes from the gophers, she kept tripping in them! Luckily she had a good sense of humor when I told her I wondered if she had been hitting the bottle!