Skiing down the stairs.
On my shin.
It didn't work. And it hurt.
Thus, the title of this blog...
Anyway, the REAL story is this (albeit much less glamorous) :
Sunday night after church, my friend (loyal and true) Carrie came over. I was still in my dressy outfit from the cantata that night. (Mistake #1)
After we caught up and had a good ol' heart-to-heart, I asked if she wanted to see how we'd rearranged all the rooms in the basement. (Mistake #2 - not that asking her was a mistake, I love Carrie dearly, but it was definitely too late at night and my pants were entirely too dressy...)
At the top of the stairs, I realized a dilemma. I normally wore four-inch heels with these particular pants. Why? Well, One - the incredibly cute and dressy pants demand that kind of footwear, and Two - my legs are just too stinkin' short. Anyway, back to the story - Carrie headed down the stairs first, and me and my big mouth and dressy, dressy pants started our descent. I said, "Watch me trip on my pants and fall down the stairs..." (Mistake #3)
Truer words have never been spoken.
And I fell.
It wasn't glamorous. It wasn't graceful. It wasn't even pretty.
But Carrie's football stance at the bottom of the stairs was all of the above. I wish I had a picture of her face. It was priceless.
And I treasure her even more as a friend. Carrie is no frail chick who danced around saying, "oh my goodess!" - she didn't even try to save her own skin and jump out of the way of "skiing Kim" as I hurtled down the wood stairs - no, this girl stuck out her own neck, ready to take the blow so she could stop my momemtum-building fall.
That's a friend, people. Just sayin'.
And me? Well, my leg is grotesque to put it mildly. The bruising and coloring just get better and better each day. :)
Sweet hubby has patched up the wall-(oh, by the way, did I mention that my knee punched a large hole in the sheet rock?), and I've learned valuable lessons. Things like:
-wear shin guards every time I head down the stairs
-never, NEVER say I'm going to fall-Even if I'm joking
-never wear the cute, dressy pants without the appropriate footwear
-grow longer legs
And for all of you who demanded a picture - well, here it is. This is three days after. I almost took another one today, but I'm afraid of scaring small children... and the elderly... So... just imagine it about ten times worse - That's what it looks like now. Hopefully in about a month, maybe it will be gone.
5 comments:
my favorite part?
wear shin guards to go down the stairs!!!!!!! LOLOLOLOLOL~~
Chris
Yee-ouch! Girl, you're made of tougher stuff than I am, because all it took was a little uneven ground for me to break both bones in my ankle. Had there been stairs involved---I don't even want to imagine.
Heal up quickly!
Oh my gosh! Are you okay?
I have to agree with Chris though, this post was hilerious, I laughed and laughed.
I can't imagine ten times worse. We'll definitely be praying. Can you walk?
Mary
Chris - seriously, I considered buying several packs of shin guards. And full football-gear. :)
Kaye - Thanks, girl. I remember your blogs about your leg! Ugh, poor thing - I'm just so thankful that nothing was broken. I was really quite surprised I was in one piece when I hit bottom. :)
Mary - yes, thankfully, I've been able to walk since it happened. But wow, is it sore! And it looks just... disgusting.
Thanks for stopping by - and laughing along with me ;)
First - let me say I'm thankful that you weren't hurt worse.
Second - I'm glad you were blessed with such a good friend.
Third - even when describing what would be a "normal" incident, you have such a gift with words that it brings an instant picture to mind and I have to confess, a chuckle as I imagined you skiing downstairs!
Blessings to you (and wrap yourself in bubble wrap!)~
Beverly
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