Warning: This post is mostly a whine-fest. Feel free to scroll to the bottom for the giveaway In case you’re not yet sick of listening to me whine about my busted ankle, I thought I’d walk you through my accident. Just for shits and giggles, and because I’m already sick and tired of lying around.
See that? It’s my left arm. In a cast. In July. You’d think in my thirty four years on this earth, I’d have learned how to walk on flat surfaces. You’d be wrong! On Saturday, I was walking on our summer house’s porch, both legs slipped from under me, and I reached out to break