Now we have all heard the many excuses for a shiner like this - but only MOM2 could make it a beaut!!! She did a header, after tripping on crumpled carpet, at a local hospital, and face met the linoleum tile. When she dropped by to show it off last night, I was shocked. We have such a wonderful relationship that I can joke about it as well as she can, thereby making up exaggerated stories as to how this occurred. For example:
1. The old "I ran into a door."
2. "If you think this looks bad, you should see the other guy!"
3. "I won in the third round by a knockout!"
4. "Guess he didn't like dinner!"
5. "The door really didn't hit me in the arse, as I was leaving."
6. "If it was domestic violence, he would be in the morgue!"
7. "I forgot how fast the cork comes out of that bottle!"
8. "I will never use my Red Rider BB gun again!"
9. "You know I am HEAVY HANDED, and damn near lost my eye putting that contact in!"
10. "I thought the black and blue would go nice with my pink hair!"
I am sure we will be coming up with a lot more in the forthcoming days as this shiner changes color. Hell, it pays to have a sense of humor. Since we are leaving Thursday for Boston, we know she is going to scare the heck out of all the kids up there. Could be interesting.......and lots of FUN!!!!
Later. TTFN
3 comments:
thank you so much for putting this up...you know how i love attention and sympathy...could my head be any bigger??? i think not...actually thats all swelling cause my face is rather small when its not swollen...i'm so glad you are having such a good time with my deformities and pain!!!!thats what best friends are for...and don't be jealous of my pink hair...i love it... and no the children will not be too frightened by my large face, they're used to it smartie...you are sooooo jealous of me, you wish you had my big face...lalalalala...TTFN
She just loves to make fun of our pain. If she would have had her camera handy during my surgery I am sure you wouldn't be the only one being made fun of. That is just our life you gotta love her.
ouch!!! um, yeah, ouch. i had a blackeye like that once practicing fielding ground balls at the edge of the outfield with TheDad. i recall having an inherent feeling that the ball would pop up a bit when it hit the grassline, but he told me to stay down to field it. i did, ball met eye, i looked like a bruiser. yea!
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