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'Twas the night before Christmas, and in Suzanne's house, she lost her balance at the bottom of the stairs and almost face-planted onto the woodstove. Thankfully she decided that it would be better to not do so, and she sacrificed her pointer finger to the top of the stove instead so that she could balance herself out. It made a cool hiss noise when it made contact with the stove. Now there's a blister, but no pain. The no pain part is good . . . blister not so good.
So yeah . . . way too accident prone.
Other than that, today was okay. We went shopping this morning and bought stuff. Tonight we ate food, ate dessert, played a memory matching game that I totally kicked ass in both times, and then played Trivial Pursuit. It was fun.
Happy birthday to Megan as it is now Christmas. :D
All righty, I'm gonna go sit still somewhere so I can't hurt myself which means I'm either going to bed, or I'm going to write. I think I opt for going to bed, even though I think I've had too much chocolate to go to sleep.
So yeah . . . way too accident prone.
Other than that, today was okay. We went shopping this morning and bought stuff. Tonight we ate food, ate dessert, played a memory matching game that I totally kicked ass in both times, and then played Trivial Pursuit. It was fun.
Happy birthday to Megan as it is now Christmas. :D
All righty, I'm gonna go sit still somewhere so I can't hurt myself which means I'm either going to bed, or I'm going to write. I think I opt for going to bed, even though I think I've had too much chocolate to go to sleep.