I'm not home quite yet...lunch and a 2 hour drive still separate me from my house...but I have computer access again. Part of my Easter fun involved setting up my mom's new computer. The other part of my Easter fun was taking Marty (my oldest) to the urgent care doctor's office. My mom and the kids (my boys and my nieces) were out walking in the woods. On the way back, Marty was running down the path and ended up falling. He came running back to my momm crying about his foot hurting. When she took his shoe off to check, there was a puncture wound on the ball of his foot and it was bleeding. Some asshole had buried a 2 ft long pice of 2x4 just under the dirt and it had 6 four inch rusty nails sticking up out of it. One of the nails went right through the sole of his shoe and into his foot. Thank God he had shoes on. Thank God the were thick soled shoes. And mostly, thank God he didn't go face first or chest first onto them. I could just strangle the person who did that.
BTW, we are pretty certain whoever did that was attempting to stop the people riding 4 wheelers through there. It still pisses me off royally. They didn't bother to think of what those nails could do to other people.