Somewhere In the Middle...

God smiled down from the heavens and said, Let it be so. Then, the planets aligned so that, for one nanosecond, all in the universe was right and the arid, spinning world within my dryer came to a halt at that particular moment.

And it was good.

Light Weight Champion

I have barely healed from the many bruises and scrapes I obtained from the camping trip from over a month ago. After Rocky Point, I have glass in my heel that has yet to extract itself. I have bruises on my legs and a slightly swollen ankle which I have no recollection of obtaining. My legs look like I strive to be the next Courtney Love.
Tonight, after a long day of cleaning, running errands and cleaning again... mopping up after Dookie's many dookies (four to be exact), I had two beers. Two beers made me stumble and miss a step that I have been walking down and over for over two years. Let me elaborate. I had my first beer at 8 pm. My second, I started at 10 pm and at 10:30, I did this...










If I am lucky, it will heal by Thanksgiving.