As athletic as I am I also tend to be a bit of a klutz. I managed to give myself my first black eye this weekend. Yep, I walked straight into the corner of a folding table that was in the back of the truck. Of course I was busy running my mouth and forgot it was back there. And of course it was Mr. Sass's fault for putting it there in the first place. It appears that it hurt much worse than it looks and I am able to cover the bruising with make-up. I also bruised my leg on a toilet and severely paper cut my finger. Throw in muscle achiness from manual labor and jeep riding and I feel like someone beat the tar out of me. I think I need about 3 days of total bed rest and a few cortisone shots. Instead I will suffer through with Motrin, a hot bath and a glass of wine. Mr. Sass says I should tell everyone they should see the other guy. Somehow I don't think the table is feeling any pain, but the piece of cardboard that caused the nasty cut on my finger has seen better days.
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