In the past couple of days, I have managed to turn myself purple and black. First, I finally finished the invitations for the receptions. However, my printer decided to show its love by exploding black ink. Subsequently, I had black ink marks that only just barely came off. The purple came from a stamp with our address on it, where the label part kept shifting. In order to fix it, you had to move it. I, of course, decided that my fingers would work just as well. So...purple ink on my fingers.
Lastly, I have a ginormous bruise on my leg. Haha...the klutz strikes again. I was at the doctors office and was getting off the table when I slipped and sliced my leg against the metal stirrup edge. Oops.
Isn't it lovely?! It bled through my pants when I got it. I think it looks kind of like a face. When I told my dad what happened he looked at me like I was born yesterday. Also, I tried to show my little brother while he was eating, but he refused to look because "I'm eating! That's GROSS SHAR!" Ahh yes, the little things we do to torture siblings.
Why so serious?
In conclusion, I am a messy klutz. But because of it I'm great at basic first aid and cleaning :)
1 comment:
hey Shar, stalking your blog from facebook. man, that's a champion bruise! I'm never sitting on one of those tables again. also, your blog is hilarious. I miss your jokes. good luck with the wedding planning/Heath Ledger impression.
<3 <3,
supriya
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