Yesterday I received my fifteen $100 BP gas cards from my boss! YAAAAAY! The price of gas is coming down so rapidly that they'll probably be giving it away in a couple of weeks. Then I can use all my buckage on Slim Jims and tire pressure gauges! And there is that little cardboard pine tree I've had my eye on.
I fell walking Ben today. It was dark and I stepped my left foot off the sidewalk, lost my balance, got tangled in his leash and fell on one knee and both hands to the cement. To add insult to injury, I had a treat in my right hand which I auto-discharged at high velocity when I started to fall so I could brace myself on impact. Ben, obviously feeling no remorse or concern for my safety, and showing a stunning deficit of prioritization skills, took off like a rocket after the treat, effectively clothes lining me to the ground AGAIN. I felt like every 'Charlie-Brown-Kicking-The- Football' cartoon Charles Shultz ever drew; head over heals in the air screaming Aaaaaarrrrrgggghhh!And all this in front of the cute guy in my neighborhood who walks his (well-behaved) Husky every morning. Sheesh! I hopped right back up and jauntily walked off as if nothing had happened until I got around the corner and out of sight and then I gave in to the limp. All the skin is gone on my palms and my right knee which is also swollen. Between that and my already stiff-from-surgery left foot, I walk like I....well....like I have a 'lower GI problem'. What a way to start the day! Things could only get better from there!
There has been knitting. I made a baby hat for some neighbors who have been hinting heavily about wanting one. I'll make little socks to go with it this weekend and hang a little gift bag on the door of their apartment a la 'The Knitting Fairy'. As this will be a mission that requires grace and stealth, I think I'll leave Ben at home!