One year ago today, I stupidly went off a bike jump on a kid’s bike and my not insubstantial adult girth crashed down breaking my wrist, necessitating surgery, and putting a big crimp in the midst of a ten day camping vacation.
During our current trip, I’ve suffered a bent-back fingernail, a true redneck sunburn, and I burned the roof of my mouth because I couldn’t wait for some fresh-off-the-BBQ perogies to cool.
But otherwise, I’m doing really well.
So hopefully I’m not jinxing anything by posting this but, knock on wood, here’s to a hospital-free vacation!
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