Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Grace

That's what the husband calls me, Grace. Not for my smooth fluid movement thru life, for my propensity to hurt myself. Be it running into a wall, tripping on a crack, or just smackin' myself with something. It's a common occurrence with me.

So he's been hounding me to put a picture of my foot on the blog. It just so happened that the night Priss got hurt, I was injured as well. Trying to unload her at the vet, she stepped on my foot. The swelling has gone down but it's still a little sore. I have to choose my shoes wisely. I did manage to wear a pair of heels to work yesterday though. That was a good improvement. The husband was sweet enough to offer to take me to the vet to get it x-rayed. But I declined!


See, it don't look so bad.....

Just a ting of blue and purple is all....

3 comments:

Bekah said...

oh geez! keep an eye on that woman!

matt jsut broke his toe on saturday, so his foot is still pretty swollen, but its a toe...so really...what can you do! he has been wearing crocs to work...

Mikey said...

Wow, good job! That's a nice one!
I hear ya girl, I do the same thing. Especially doors, I expect them to open when I pull on them, they stick and I walk right into them. It's ridiculous!
Hope you put some frozen peas on that.

Train Wreck said...

OW! Poor girl! I hope it gets better quick! The vet, LOL!! Well at least he didn't offer to put yo out of your misery!! LOL! OK we want to see what your tattoo is now!