Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Speaking Of Suckfest............................

Yesterday sucked.
Ok, not completely. One of my favourite people in the whole world stopped by. She is my former mother-in-law. Hubby #2's mom. I love her. She always makes me laugh. She adores her grand daughters, and they adore her back, she knows that her son is a jerk, but it hasn't interferred with our relationship. We're are still family, she and I,more so now than when Goof and I were married. And, she loves Hubby.
So that was nice. I was having a good day until I went downstairs to get the laundry.
I should back track and tell you that I am a complete klutz. I'm certain that my photo is in the dictionary if you look the word up. I have broken my ankle, several toes,and foot numerous times. Always the right foot. Always. I almost cut my baby toe off while baking a pie once, too.
Told you. Klutz.
My foot is still not healed properly from my last incident. I stepped on my own foot and "shaved" or "flaked" a piece of bone off. Ouch.
So I'm bringing the laundry up yesterday. No big deal, right?
I should also mention that our little house is about 80+ years old. Most of the fixtures, etc, are original to the house. Including the heating vents on the floor.
I had noticed previously that the floor vent by the front door was cracked. Didn't think a thing of it. I stepped on the damn thing and it broke into about 4 pieces. I fell through the floor, and it sucked me in clear up to my thigh. The laundry went flying like confetti and I folded like a K- mart lawn chair.
I was so stunned that I just kinda sat there. Stuck. My dear friend just looked at me, too shocked to do anything. The kids were horrified. K.C thought that I broke my leg.
I couldn't bring myself to laugh, but I didn't cry or pee myself, either. ( standard reaction for me)
Man that hurt. My poor foot was swollen in a matter of seconds. Pretty impressive, really.
Today, I'm sore and bruised, and a little bit battered. I don't think that I fractured my foot, just my fragile ego. Why do I always fall when I've got an audience? My dear friend thinks that I will do ANYTHING for a laugh. Maybe she's right. It was pretty funny. I wish that I could've seen my face. In fact, the more that I think about it, the funnier it seems.
Yup, got the giggles now. Full on hilarity. Excuse me while I go pee......

9 comments:

CindyDianne said...
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CindyDianne said...

Biddie - I injure my left ankle. Usually requiring crutches and then a "sexy" walking boot. And I don't even have "klutz" as an excuse.

Life, or Something Like It said...

I've never had to wear the boot. I usually don't even bother going to see my Doctor. If it had been up to me,I would have sewn my severed toe back on by myself. I actually have expirience with that....

Heidi the Hick said...

Are you doing this stuff for comedy at this point???? Be honest.

Seriously are you hurt? Get some ice on it ya silly girl.

The Adult in Question said...

No, not seriously hurt. honestly. I have a way cool bruise,but my ego took a bigger hit.

dilling said...

ouch, is all I can say

Life, or Something Like It said...

Yeah, I'll survive. still laughing about it, though....

Sandy T. said...

Oh my! Sounds like you had a nice trip! Ouch! So, how is the floor? LOL!

Life, or Something Like It said...

looks worse than I do. Iam such a klutz.....