Thursday, August 27, 2009

A haircut and a sprained toe

I got 7+ inches off. I was in shock.

And then, came home with N, tried to jump over the bunny gate but nope.
Ate it.
Totally face down on the floor.

Ni comes around the kitchen corner concered asking how I was. "Are you okay?"
But later...

"I can't believe you hit the deck!"

Thanks, honey.

Now I have either a sprained or broken toe. I think sprained, but some medical journals lead me to believe it may be broken (I had a fever last night).

How the heck am I going to do flutter kick today with that?!




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