Let me explain.
Ok...in the mornings while I'm getting ready, Boomer and I like to run around and play. I'll chase him, he chases me, I throw his toy, he fetches. You get the picture. Well this morning I was in our spare bedroom and throw his toy down the hall. I decided to hide from him in the closet. Bad idea. On my way to the closet I step on a bag that had parts from Sean's Class A uniform in it. There just happened to be a large pin that goes on his uniform with two large prongs on the back that are very, very sharp.
Yeah...those went in my foot. All the way in my foot might I add.
Talk about painful. Thank god I have no children so they didn't hear the stream of words that came out of my mouth.
I successfully dripped blood on the carpet on my way to the bathroom to clean up my foot.
Oh..and did I mention this is the same foot that I injured twice last week?
Thanksgiving food is bought as of last night and now I just need to clean up a bit around the house, make a few casseroles tonight so I can just pop them in the oven tomorrow and I'm golden. I'm just praying the turkey turns out well. If it doesn't then I'll just blame it on Sean, since he's the one cooking it.
I hope all of you out there have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
