I wasn't going to share this picture. I've been entirely too honest on this blog about my physical misfortunes in the past. Events of the day, however, prompted me to share.
So, first, last week's boo-boo:
I was just trying to fix the LCD projector in my classroom ceiling. I jammed my leg into a desk (ouch!) and knew I'd have a nasty little bruise. This is it 5 days out. Joy.
Who knew it was just a warmup?
I fell down a hill today. Fell. Down. A. Hill. No Jack to break my fall. I was walking down from Park Hall to the Tate Center (UGA folks know what I'm saying), talking to my mom on the phone. Wham--I'm on the ground ROLLING down the sidewalk. Aside from the hurt to my pride (there's was nothing, not even a brazen squirrel, to cause my fall), I managed to scrape the hell out of my right knee, twist or sprain or something my left foot, and bruise my right hip, since my too-freakin'-huge ring of keys was in my right pocket. The phone, however, was unscathed.
A couple of nice young ladies helped me up. I am getting old.*
In Knitting News
Here's a cute sweater for you. I knitted it for my cousin's new daughter, Lilly. Sweet, eh?
*Sidenote: my legs look like hams. I need to take better photos.