So last week, I thought I just twisted my ankle. It was swollen. It twinged every now and then when I walked on it. But I didn’t think anything about it. I did my 30 min walks most days and I wore my cute shoes (aka: not good for twisted ankles shoes) anyway.
Then the fucker wasn’t getting any better. Turns out I did not twist my ankle, but have totally screwed up a tendon! Yay!
Even worse. I still wore wedge heels with no ankle strap today cuz they looked so cute with my outfit. And I got a bizzilion compliments on them. And oh, ‘bout 30 mins ago totally fell off said Nine Westies and snapped my ankle in half.
Looks like I’ll be wrapping my foot all weekend. So not pretty.
(Let’s try this again!)
Flowers!!! Again!
From one of my favorite parents. This rarely happens.
I actually feel appreciated!
That totally wasn’t flowers!
That was my spilled non dairy creamer I was crying about on twitter earlier!
GPOYcutelittleshoesW
Thanks to @David’sAlterEgo and his wonderful advise on VPNs. Finally found one that wasn’t blocked and actually works.
Now I don’t have to quit my job.
Maybe.
There. All better now.
Who does this ?!?!?!?
Everyone knows they are supposed to go smallest to biggest, left to right !!!
(Anal girl being anal again)
Happy Memorial Day weekend. We always decorate the front porch with the red, white, and blue. and it will stay up now through Veterans Day. My husband served, my brother served, my father, grandfather, great grandfather, and his father. As far back as we can tell. It is a great tradition in our family. I have neices and nephews serving, but my son will probably not be allowed to serve. But I digress…
I have never lost anyone who served. But those mentioned above have, and so, it is important for us to remember them. Even if just for a moment, in the midst of BBQs, tanning, and beer runs.
The men were all trying to figure out what to play while enjoying their Knob Creek. I chimed in “How ‘bout Mexican Dice?”
BIL: What’s that?
Me: What? You never played Mexicans, College Boy? It’s a drinking game with dice.
BIL: How do you play?
Me: I can’t remember. I was usually drunk.
Then Jim brings out our new dart board. We all get excited about darts but he disappears. We thought to hang the dartboard. When he comes back in he’s got the Yahtzee box.
BIL: I thought we were playing darts?! (Jim holds Yahtzee box up to the wall)
Me: You’re playing Yarts. Just throw the dice at it.
Now they are all playing Yahtzee in the dining room. And the conversations are cracking me up.
BIL: I find it disturbing that my brother keeps telling me I need a hard straight.
FIL: Bingo!
Me: You have the wrong dice! get the new dice I gave you.
Jim: What’s it matter?
Me: You’re going to skew the roll.
FIL: I’ve never skewed a roll!
This is going to be a long weekend. (Yay!)