I am well aware that nobody cares about my bruises, but the post fodder pickin’s are slim tonight.
I got my hand caught in a door this weekend and it smashed my finger. Now there is a bruise on Pointer. I’m not going to show it to you in real life, though, because then I’d have to admit that my hands are dry and wrinkly.
I stubbed my toe pretty good last night. It didn’t hurt as much as I though it would, until I got into bed. The weight of the blanket on it was suddenly too much to bear. (I know, I live a hard, hard life.) I taped it to the roast beef one and all was well. I wondered if it was broken, because it was pretty itchy today, though surprisingly not too painful when I stand or walk. It also is bruising nicely.
Anyway, I will never show you a picture of my bizarre feet because of those crazy Royuks and their foot pride. Thanks, Brad. Thanks, Beth.
How ’bout you? Bruise easy? Ever broken a toe? Would you come check mine out and give me your professional opinion?
I do not bruise easily, and it’s a little bothersome. I get no pity when I’ve damaged myself.
You calling your ring-finger toe “the roast beef one” made me laugh. Ha!
I broke two toes and hurt the top of my foot (all in one swing of the leg). I ran barefoot into a tire from a tractor that was laying flat on the ground in tall grass. Not a front tire, noooo, the nice very large back tire. I barely made it back to the house.
Ooouuuuuuuuuucccchhhhh!
HAHA! I also laughed at the ‘the roast beef’ toe! (I had to say the rhyme to double check which toe that was.)
I think I just bruise regular. Although sometimes I have a bruise & I don’t know how I got it. But I’m always crashing into things & falling down.
I have beautiful feet. So does Brad