Oh dear...

I come to you today, blog friends, from an office in downtown C-town.

Said office is either so stinkin cold I need my Northface jacket on to keep the chill bumps under control or so stinkin hot I keep daydreaming about swimming, suntan oil, and snowcones.

This boring "work" computer also has a stunning array of "sample" pictures.

See, fantabulous.

There are however many adorable pics of our past secretary and her family!

**please come back J**

:)

Just kidding. Just kidding.

I think I have forgotten where this post was going...

OK. I'm back.

After taking yet another phone call and answering  "I have no idea" I have remembered where I was headed.

Just a story that will either

1.) Make you laugh

2.) Make you shake your head out off sheer pity for me

or

3.) Make you say a prayer that the good Lord take the mental picture out of your head immediately!

So.

A couple of mornings ago I jumped in the shower like I do every other morning of my life.

However, this time I must not have been careful the morning before as I was using my after shower oil I got at Bath Junkie in Fredericksburg.

Have you ever tried that stuff?

LOVE it.

Anyhow, as I was turning to pull the curtain closed one of my feet found a little drop of oil the size of a pea and DOWN I WENT.

Yep, ALLLL the way down.

I hit my left rumpus on the tub and slid all the way in.

The best part was...

I grab the curtain on my way down and pulled the entire thing down on my head.

Curtain, rod, and all.

Smack on top of my head.

Nice.

Seriously? How am I going to survive the next few decades if I continue to be so clumsy and fall ALL the time!!! Geezzzz!!

I'm  worse than my 6 year old!

There is a nice baseball size bruise on my left hiney side.

Bless my heart.