As I clicked "Publish Post" icon on my last very, very happy entry, the enormous welt/bruise on my butt reminded me that I had a funny although not so happy story to tell you about the weekend.
So yesterday evening as I'm soaking in a cool bath getting ready for my date with my husband and getting all excited because honestly? When was the last time I had a date with my husband? I go to heave myself out of the tub and totally ram my backside into the water spout and promptly want to die because OH MY GOD IT HURT LIKE HELL. Like having a contraction while someone kicks you in the ass.
As I limp out of the bath tub and try to contort my body in such a way that I can survey the damage to my butt while looking in the mirror situated way above the bathroom sink, my husband walks in and says "Oh my God! You have an imprint of the faucet on your ass! Wow!".
Part of me wanted to hate him, but this morning the imprint is still there and the bruise really, really hurts.
So there. Temper all that happiness and joy with the image of a faucet-shaped bruise on my tailbone. Ouch.
1 comment:
happiness is found in a peaceful life...but it sure as hell doesn't sell a blog like a faucet sized welt on your ass. i like the good and the funny.
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