That is my favorite SpongeBob episode, however, I am being sarcastic. It was NOT the best day ever. Two things I hate most were the highlights of my day today... excercise and physical injuries. I do not do well with either of these things, at all, ever. I am an enormous baby about both.
I started my day driving the kids to school, and then meeting my friend Tracy for a nice long walk. I always look forward to my walks with her because we laugh and gossip and she's always giving me good tips on restaurants and movies... that is the fun part of the walk. What I do not care for is the pain I feel after it, not to mention I am in a full sweat for a good hour after we part ways.. but I must say that if I HAD to choose only one excercise, it would NOT be the "Dumbbell Squats" or the "Bent-Knee Leg Raises" .. no, no, it would only be the "Walking with Tracy". That's it for me.
So, I think we walked about 6 1/2 miles, and I came in the house to make Bella's lunch. She eats nothing as I have mentioned before, so I had to decide between giving her a piece of Kix cereal, or making a real effort and heating up some Princess Spaghettio's. The Spaghettio's won. As I was opening the can, I was talking to my neighbor Leslie. I put the empty can into my overly filled trashcan.. I pushed down on the trash because it was overflowing, and in the middle of a sentence I said "Oh, crap, Leslie, I have to go, I just cut myself on a can of Spaghettios!!" and I pretty much hung up- it was that bad.
Oh my goodness, it was soooo bad. It bled everywhere.. I think if a detective came into this house with Luminol, the kitchen would light up like a Christmas tree- and I do NOT do well with blood. To make a long story short, I called Fred, he rushed home, drove up on the lawn, got me, and took me to the ER. I cried like a huge baby, and waited for 3 hours to get my 4 stitches.... So, now I have to do everything one handed for 10 days. Such a bummer. It was SO not the best day ever. Sorry, SpongeBob. But I'll see you tomorrow, Tracy!
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Gawd...isn't that awful? I cut myself on a can when I was pregnant with Shannon and I was sure she was going to have some kind of birth defect because of it.
OH NO!!!!!! I just got home from work and saw this - and then remembered that at some point during the day the kids said that you had called and that I needed to call you. I am so sorry that happened to you! Poor thing!
Kids going back tomorrow! Yahoo! I'll call you then!
Good for you for all that walking. Total bummer about the stitches. You should take after me and just slice the entire finger off so that there's nothing left to stitch back on. There are pictures on my blog if you search back.
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