Sorry, sorry, sorry (she muttered). I know you've all been hanging on my every word and wondering when I'm going to...oh, never mind.
Life's been odd lately, we've got your basic beach vacation followed by your basic domestic violence. It's so hard to know what to wear! I can tell you: to the beach vacation, you wear your hair up in a Pebbles topknot to keep it off your neck, and a Philadelphia Folk Festival (aka Mudfest) t-shirt and shorts, Birks on your feet. To the emergency room at 1:30 a.m. you wear whatever you grabbed in your stuporous struggle to come awake. Don't worry, the nurses and docs won't care, and your daughter sure doesn't. What she's wearing is much, much worse: a goose egg which will, within 24 hours, become a black eye.
Why do people say "black" eye when it's really purple? On any other item, it would be a lovely color. On her face, it looks dreadful and painful and one of those things you keep having to explain to people. Over and over and over. Yes, it's what it looks like. Yes, it hurts.
Our photo this week: your basic ever-charming grandchild!!
Some of the purple did turn a very dark shade, but there was still no actual 'black'. I don't even remember what you wore to the ER....I just remember being incredibly glad you were there.
ReplyDeleteLooks better today. I love you!
Also interesting to note, both of the people this post refers to make up half your followers.
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