Smooth Move of the Day
Yesterday, I was rushing off to meet my dh for lunch. I loaded the dogs into the car, grabbed the car door and slammed it shut. Just as it shut, pain shot up my arm and I realized my finger was in the way, so I yanked it free so hard that my hand flew like a wild banshee and ricocheted into my lip. End result: smashed finger and big, fat, bloody lip.I arrive at lunch.
dh: "Wow, what happened to your lip?"
Me: "Household accident."
dh: "What did you do?"
Me: "Slammed my hand in the car door and punched myself in the face."
dh (trying not to laugh): "Are you okay?"
Me: "No. Pity me."
Yeah, I am *so* cool.
posted by Stephanie Rowe @ 9:33 AM
3 Comments:
I'm so sorry for the owies, but I can't help it. I have such a funny mental picture of all this happening in slow motion.
Ouch! I bet it felt so good when you stopped!
What are you going to do for an encore! :-)
Sadly, I can assure that there will be plenty of encores. I'm just that kind of a person. Sigh.
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