A fine pair, indeed

Yesterday was a beautiful 71 degree day. Truly spectacular in what can be considered mid-November in our usually snowy state. So Mr. Munder and I set out to take a stroll and test the limits of his recovering, and still somewhat inflamed, achilles tendon. Fresh air, sunshine, and hand holding with the one I love. What more could I ask?

How about some coordination? We were on the home stretch when I hit a damaged bit of pavement and rolled my ankle before hitting the asphalt. (The damage? A bloodied knee, palm, and definite "owy" ankle)

As we limped homeward we decided we were definitely a matched set. Can't wait to see what we come up with on Tuesday, when the bottom falls out of the temps and we are holding at 38 degrees.