Icee

Recently, this town I'm living in has developed this layer of ice.

I've been extra careful not to kill myself on it.

Last night, my efforts failed.

My roommates and I were outside and one of them playfully tried to put ice down my shirt,

and that's when I turned to run... mistake.

I slipped HARD. Fell flat on my face.

I slipped next to a car where it literally was a bed of uneven, sharp ice.

Landed right on the left-side of my thigh and my hands tried helplessly to soften the fall.

I could tell my roommate felt bad (it wasn't really her fault), so I tried my best not to 

show how bad it actually hurt.

OH BUT IT HURT.

That was when I met my Siamese-twin, who was attached to the side of my leg, growing quickly.

My hands got a little cut up, but hey, I can laugh at myself.

I admitt, it was pretty funny. Wish I would've got it on camera!

So I'll just slept on my right side all night, and now the swelling has gone down. It's just very tender.

Guess I learned the hard way?!

Ice ain't no joke. Not in this town.

That is the 2nd time I've fallen this week, more details coming about that one.

Till next time folks!