Last night, the weather was abnormally, fabulously cool for June in Oklahoma so a a few of us decided to hit up Summer's 5th Night at Utica Square. Summer's 5th Night is a series of summer concerts on Thursdays where people bring their own chairs, wine, food, etc, and just hang out listening to live music. Good stuff! Seriously, from May-Sept, I just keep a canvas chair in my car in the event I want to go to Summer's 5th Night... haha..
|Taken just moments before I out-clumsied myself.|
Okay, here's where the night got clumsy. Or rather I did.
Remember this post? Ya know...the one where the kid stomped on my foot, thus leaving me with painted skin, sans toenail. (It finally fell off-gross).
That's on my left foot.
Well, I got done Thundering up and decided to call it a night. Between my car and the bar was something you might not think could be dangerous- a sidewalk. I started strolling on said sidewalk and I don't know if it was the long dress or a lip in the pavement or what, but somehow my right toe hit the uneven, broken pavement...HARD. I recovered well. I mean, I wasn't going to fall over right there grabbing my toe
like I wanted to do. I made it to my car as I saw the mangled tiny area of skin on front of my poor little toe and the bleeding. Gross. I know. It's gross.
After a few tears, a peroxide bath for my toe, and a huge gauze bandage later, I'll survive. So glad I didn't need stitches...er... I hope I didn't need stitches. Many thanks to Eric for cleaning my wound and bandaging it while I
bawled whined about how they need to fix the sidewalk. My other favorite part was seeing him not-so-subtly looking in the living room to make sure I didn't get blood anywhere. I was like "WHATAREYOUDOING?! I am WOUNDED! Who cares about the floor right now?!" (Me=a tinge overdramatic sometimes).
|Current state of my toe. Blerg.|
Dear Barbados- Please ignore the blonde girl with really beat up feet when she comes to visit in a month. Thanks.