I bruised a bunch of bones and sprained in my foot by running as fast as I could after my dog who had a teapot in his mouth and basically punching the wooden leg of my couch with my left foot. Oh and I was laughing hysterically at the time until I hit the couch and floor, of course.
I can’t decide if my life lesson is Never play tag with my dog or Definitely increase your awesome sock collection. Either way, I’m already bored with elevating my foot.
PS. I once herniated a disc my back making out with Scott. Maybe it’s an every decade debacle of embarrassing injuries for me? I wonder who wins the years in between mine…
PPS. My sister asked me if I fell into Lars’ hole. Now that would’ve been a lesson from the universe.