Home with a 6-inch flatbread egg white with veggies and a light Lemonade, keys and drink in one hand and sandwich in the other, I set foot on the bottom step and... WHAM! Flat on my back. Not a drop spilled or a sandwich squished; but I'm laying there splayed out with my feet up on the 1st and 2nd steps (don't remember that) and freezing rain coating me. Contemplated just laying there until the cold took me, but I'm no quitter.
Rolled onto my hands and knees and crawled, breakfast still grasped in my hands, up the steps and into the house. I've got a hot pack on my neck and shoulder and a cold pack on the tushy. I'll post pics of the bruises as they develop. Fucking Texas Spring weather.
26 comments:
Thank goodness the sammich was ok.
Especially the one on your tushy:-)
You guys....
Glad you're Ok! Spring here needs to shit or get off the pot - though at least we didn't get the ice you guys got.
Thanks Paladin, the only serious damage is to my ego. In my younger days, I would have jumped up and done the Mary Lou Retton "Ta-da" ending.
I bet you still looked around to see if anyone saw you though....:-)
Butt of course! Fortunately, it's a working neighborhood and I'm the only stay-at-home mommy. But I'm sure if anybody at .gov was satellite spying, they got a good giggle.
Yea they would of wished you landed on your head though to knock all the sense out of you...They like their subjects to be dumb...
Naw, they aren't worried about little ole me. I'm harmless. :-D
~giggling maniacally~
Its a great comfort knowing there are others out there like us isn't it...
Angel,
Are you ok?We culdn't "help" butt notice your little accident today.
Heheheh
Yes, lineman, it is. :-D
Heh, DHS, tell Big Sis I'm fine and her nefarious plan to do me and other fine Patriots in with a sudden April ice storm has failed. :-P
We can look the other way for double fudge bacon brownies. Lots of them. Run outside and pull your shirt up so we can photograph the bruises.
Sorry DHSDude, my bacon brownies and boobs are for Patriots only. You know, bucking up the troops and all. Y'all will have to settle for Mooch's Easter egg boobies or Napolitano's Iron Eggs.
The coldest place I ever lived was north Texas. I learned to hate freezing rain. Glad your ok. If I was a little closer, I would offer to kiss it and make it better.
Thanks Robert, I should be used to this by now. Tomorrow? High of 65. Sheesh.
Glad you're okay and breakfast made it inside unscathed. I hope the rest of the day is uneventful. Reminds me of when my mom was doing a horseback trip with my dad and her horse took off on her. When my dad finally caught up to her, she was fit to be tied because dad was laughing so hard. She'd held onto her Pepsi the whole time!!
-Concerned Mama
Thanks CM. I feel for your mom, but I know the importance of saving the caffeine at all costs.
You be careful out there. We lost the sushi lady at the local grocery to a fall a couple of years ago. Working around her pool, fell, hit her head and drowned.
And LOL at DHS dood.
Terry
Fla.
Terry, A: no one has ever drowned in the Texas Panhandle. And B: don't encourage DHSDude, sheesh.
You can't even walk out the door without hurting yourself.....
Oh, I got out of the door just fine, fucked up getting back in...
and once again your compassion is underwhelming. Bite me. :-P
OK its been long enough for the bruises to start showing...:-)
I really hate to disappoint you, lineman, but I haven't bruised yet. At all.
Ahh that's probably for the best I don't know if I could handle seeing your tushy:-)
"Santa had just did as you did, and was laying there in pain. When the Christmas angle came around the corner and said 'Santa, where should I put the Christmas Tree?'"
And that Children, is how the Christmas Angle got to be on the top of the Christmas Tree.
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