Boyfriend spent his lunch hour running to the store and bringing this stuff over to me today (I was home sick from work). He is the best and I am so grateful <3
Showing posts with label Owwies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Owwies. Show all posts
Monday, April 2, 2012
Saltines & Ginger Ale: My Tummy's BTs
Boyfriend spent his lunch hour running to the store and bringing this stuff over to me today (I was home sick from work). He is the best and I am so grateful <3
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Not Getting Hit by Stuff Falling From the Sky: [So Far] IMBT
According to THIS ARTICLE from the LA Times, "Stuff falls from the sky every day; big stuff — larger than 1,000 pounds and thus weighty enough to generate debris that falls to the ground — falls about once a week." So, if you, like me, have yet to get hit by anything, congrats! It's Your Best Thing too!
Just be sure not to stand in an open field when those satellite bits come hurtling through the atmosphere tomorrow.
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| Image credit: hipstersgonnahip.blogspot.com |
Just be sure not to stand in an open field when those satellite bits come hurtling through the atmosphere tomorrow.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Being Clumsy: [has always been] My Best Thing
I feel like this poor kid today:
Yesterday while un-jamming the copier/printer for the 1290385419231356754th time I banged my head on one of the doors/pieces of the printer that I had pulled out to access its inky/dusty/toner-y innards. It hurt. A lot. I'm still not even sure exactly how I did it, but at least I got to see some pretty stars.
No need to feel badly though; this is nothing new. There is rarely a day goes by that I don't bump into a coffee table or hit my elbow on a door frame or inflict some other kind of superficial injury upon myself. Mystery bruises/tender spots love to show up on my body unannounced. My boyfriend of 3 years is still amazed by how a simple squeeze on the arm can produce a yelp of pain because he happened to touch me right where I accidentally fell onto a file cabinet the day before.
Somehow, at almost-28, I don't think this is something I will ever grow out of. But things could be a lot worse right? I'll just have to keep that in mind the next time I see those stars.
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| Photo credit: momdademmaandkenny.com |
Yesterday while un-jamming the copier/printer for the 1290385419231356754th time I banged my head on one of the doors/pieces of the printer that I had pulled out to access its inky/dusty/toner-y innards. It hurt. A lot. I'm still not even sure exactly how I did it, but at least I got to see some pretty stars.
No need to feel badly though; this is nothing new. There is rarely a day goes by that I don't bump into a coffee table or hit my elbow on a door frame or inflict some other kind of superficial injury upon myself. Mystery bruises/tender spots love to show up on my body unannounced. My boyfriend of 3 years is still amazed by how a simple squeeze on the arm can produce a yelp of pain because he happened to touch me right where I accidentally fell onto a file cabinet the day before.
Somehow, at almost-28, I don't think this is something I will ever grow out of. But things could be a lot worse right? I'll just have to keep that in mind the next time I see those stars.
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