Thursday, October 23, 2008

Tripping the Light Fantastic

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!

9 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Oh my, what a mishap! I hope you're ok. Sometimes those kind of injuries feel worse a few hours later.

The hat is very cute.

Sus said...

OH no! I hope you're feeling better! Cute hat -- I know they'll love it!

Michelle at Boulderneigh said...

You know, you can't expect much sympathy when you have me practically rolling on the floor laughing over your hilarious written description of what happened! You are once again an inspiration for "grace in the midst of catastrophy." Someone give this girl an award!

moosie said...

Oh Molly Bee! Just love to read your writting. I have to agree with a friend of yours- I felt so concerened about your fall, ending quickly in loud gigles as I visualized your descriptions. Hope your feeling better. Rhonda

dale-harriet said...

If it's any consolation, (regarding the treat) it must be the moon phase. I succumbed to my wild craving for a pumpkin shake from Culvers' on my way home from Writers' Group; as I was going in the house, I had armsful, so I set my lovely shake (minus about two slurps) on the hood to get my key out and --SCHPLATT!! Right on the garage floor. I salvaged about 1/3 of it. The gods telling me the whole thing had too many calores? I almost wept.....howEVER! I do hope your road rash heals easily. When I do things like that, I cry. (Also, I think I'm getting to the "Old Broad Breaks Hip" age and best start watching it!)

MadCityMike said...

I do hope you are feeling better. As for the cute guy and his well behaved dog.....perhaps he'll begin a conversation with you next time he sees you, by asking how you are...."After the Fall"?

And I agree about your writing.....VERY descriptive! ;)

Cindy G said...

I am soooo sorry about the fall. We missed you at Last Saturday.

BTW, I just howled at the toilet cookies!

DPUTiger said...

Owie! Hope you're back to full speed soon. That spill sounds like it HURT!

Lisa said...

Oh, poor you! Did cute guy even notice? Did he offer to help? did he just walk on as if nothing happened? These will give you clues about what he's about... Those huskies, such handsome creatures, and they know it. I think my middle name should have been Grace, so I'd have me some. I can fall off my shoes. I have broken my ankle taking out the trash.....