Down She Goes
I completely busted my ass last night; more like this morning, really. Jesse dropped me off in front of my house [at about 2:30am, so you can just imagine what the temperature was like] and there was a patch of ice right outside my gate...it was like a freakin' ice skating rink. Anyway, I was pulling on the gate but it was stuck [because, damn it, it was like 20 degrees below] and I lost my balance. It was kind of funny, actually...and it was a rather graceful fall if I do say so myself. And it was to be expected, I guess. Cari, you didn't expect to go the whole winter without landing on your bum at least once, did you? [Yeah, I know, I need to stop talking to myself.]