Monday, April 27, 2015
So...I totally suck at keeping my mouth shut
Monday already!? It just seems like it was Friday, and I was so looking forward to the weekend, and it's hard to believe it's come and gone...where does the time go?
We didn't do much at all. Went to church. I stubbed my pinky toe on a kitchen chair and almost died! Seriously...it hurt so bad I did a little jig and had to hold my tongue for fear of what might come out. I'm still gimping around a bit, but it's better than it was. However, getting out of the shower this morning brought on a whole new level of pain when I temporarily forgot I was wounded and attempted to dry between my toes with that big, fat, hideously awful towel!!! Good grief, I think I actually saw stars!
I'll live. But just barely.
In other news that really isn't news, our weekend weather-wise was very nice. Saturday was all sunshine and big, fluffy white clouds. Sunday, not a bad day, but it misted pretty much all day long. Ruby and I attempted to take a walk and made it only about a quarter of the way around the big field before I got the bright idea to cross the little creek and head back (because my toe hurt, alright?) and knew I wouldn't make it if I attempted to jump...so, I found a spot where the creek was narrow enough that I could step over it. What I failed to realize though was how very steep the embankment on the other side was. What was I thinking??? *sigh*
No, I did not fall backwards into the slimy, little creek! I did however hover in a precariously crouched position for what felt like, forever! - grappeling in the mud and trying to find anything at all to help me climb out of the cavernous (and very slick, I might add) ravine that I was stuck in. Oh, okay it wasn't really cavernous at all, but for a while it sure felt like it was! Suffice it to say, I eventually managed to claw my way up and out of harm's way and vowed to tell no one of my little mis-adventure.
Ruby promised to keep this just between us...mum's the word. I really think the little brat was secretly laughing at me! She just stood there watching me with the most bemused expression on her face!! No offer of assistance either! Some dog she is...
Anyway, I'm just thankful she can't talk.
Did I mention just how much more my toe hurt on the way back?
Sometimes I wonder just how in the world I can get myself into such predicaments - and at my age??? You would think I'd grown out of these shenanigans by now...
Remember how I'm always saying there's always something to be thankful for? Well. The hubby was sound asleep when we got back home.
I did a little laundry, and decided that a nice, warm bath sounded mighty nice. Perhaps a bit safer too...
How was your weekend? Do tell, and please don't spare us the details. :)
Until next time,