Friday when I was going to pick my daughter up from afterschool I was running late. And rushing. Running even. And I slipped and fell down the stairs onto concrete and slid. Ouch. I scrapped all the skin off the palms of both my hands. Quite a bit of the skin off the back and fingers of my left hand. And I'M LEFT HANDED> nice right. And my poor face is reminiscent of when I hit my head on the bottom of the pool. My brother had to come pick me up from school. My wonderful big brother said "You're not really going back to school tomorrow looking like that. I would drop out. Maybe Mama and Daddy will let you change schools." Way to be supportive right. That's how I feel now. Like I got "STUPID" tattooed on my forehead. I spent most of yesterday laying in bed. I knew I couldn't skate. I couldn't even move my hands enough to put my skates on. And how could I possibly dance with somebody if I can't even hold their hands. So I drove Lexie to the rink, made her put on her own skates. And I sat & watched. After practice when we walked back out into the rink a little girl started staring at me. I said "I fell down." Sometimes you really shouldn't run. She said her brother let her write in his journal. And I felt better.
Tomorrow I have to go to work looking like this. I was a lot braver in high school. But I'm okay. And I get to say my face broke my fall.. cause that's got to be the coolest quote ever.
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I had to go to work without one of my front teeth. They made me come in and hang stock. They would not let me take a sick day.
I also waitressed for awhile and had to work with another tooth to the left of my front tooth out for a WEEK. I convinced myself that no one would really notice and of course my first customer said "What's wrong with your tooth". Crap.
Happy New Year and wish you health and happiness in 2009
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