i broke another toe. i do that a lot of the time. my toes are even more fragile than my porcelain pride or my pottery heart, and i am the proverbial bull in the china shop that is my self.
in short, i tried to walk into the bedroom and only got most of myself there. my pinky toe, i left in the hallway behind the door frame. at the time, i was carrying towels, which i threw on the floor as i hurled my body in the direction of the bed, beating my fists into the sheets and pillows and yelling ferociously at the night table. {in all fairness, the night table was completely innocent.}
facts and findings: i can yell very, very loud.
i'm considering retiring my feet and just renting a person to give me piggyback rides everywhere. then, i could wear 12 inch high heels and not worry about falling over or being taller than barclay. plus i could run marathons and not even get tired.
18 comments:
Ok, seriously. Your gift with words (& humor) just blessed me and gave me a much needed laugh. Tonight my kids and I found 1 of our 3 gerbils dead and another one almost dead. Was feeling sad but you just brought a smile. Thanks Suzy.
What?!?! Are you serious?!?! How will this effect the dancing and twirling in the aisles tomorrow?
Owwwwie! Poor you and poor pinky toe! Walking is dangerous stuff.
Big question, did you swear? I would have sworn. A lot. Swearing is 100% justified in situations such as these. Even if you don't swear in real life it's still allowed.
aw, chantelle. i'm sorry it's so sad around your house. :( so glad i could bring a wee smile.
jen: you tell me. was it ok? :)
shelley: haha, well my first reaction in these kinds of situations isn't even intelligible. it's more of an anguished, "AAAHHHHHUUUUUGGGGHHHHH". it feels good to get it out. :)
I once thought that a series of cartwheels in the living room sounded like a good idea until my foot came down on our brick hearth and I broke every toe on my right foot. I had a cast on up to my knee. You have no balance when you have a whole foot of broken toes. Since then I've broken 3 more toes (all on the right). I'm beginning to think I have no balance or grace to begin with.
OW!!!! are you kidding me!? that sounds soooo painful. ugh. ugh. gross. ouch.
Oh gosh, gosh, gosh. I cringed reading this. But that just showcases your fantastic writing abilities.
OUCH!!!
But on the other hand, your writing cracks me up. No like a broken toe, mind. In a good way.
business partner: haha, i'm sorry for making you cringe. :) but thanks!
sarah: haha well thank you! that makes me smile. :)
sorry for your broken toe... you appear to have a very unique kind of talent. keke
hahaha and by talent, are you referring to my unique knack for wrecking myself??
haha, Suzy, I love your sense of humor. =] I'm so sorry to hear about your toe. Just stubbing my toe hurts like crazy...I can't imagine actually breaking one!
hahaha yeah, NOT fun. but i can't complain--did you read the lilac rabbit's comment??? OW!
Girl.
I am so thankful I found your blog. I just read a few lines out loud to the room and we decided we love your writing.
Except I knew this long ago and feel like I post the same comment every time.
I'm okay with that.
aw! alivia! i love comments like this, i seriously would not care if you posted the same one word for word every time. they make me smile so hugely. :) thanks.
I am in love with your first paragraph, literally love. How clever your writing is! In fact I think I'm going to go read it again :D.
Sorry about your toe, I can't even imagine, just stubbing mine is enough to put me into fetal position!
haha aw! thank you hailey. :)
Ha ha! Hiring a piggy-backer... You're funny.
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