Man....

[roxy]

...let me tell you about *my* day. Okay, first of all I take my pop to the doctor. That's okay-- he behaves pretty good, doesn't ask me why I don't go to church anymore, doesn't worry my Niece is in Ireland having crazy unprotected sex and is going to bring home a baby...knows *damn* well not to say a mother fuckin' thing about my child--we established *very* early on he wouldn't be trying to belittle her--he's only ever been allowed to say nice things. Ever. Soo-- my pop makes it home alive and I'm kind of smiling, we laughed! Together. Cool.

I go to the store for badly needed food-- no money. Okay--I can throw something together and food can wait one more day.

At home, I'm trying to get the horrible mess I made back together-- good. Earlier Mr. Roxy was complaining about some stuff in his way and accusing me of trying to kill him--so silly, when there are all these fluffy pillows all over the house and he sleeps like a log. So--he moves the stuff, leaves for a well deserved bike ride--Go baby!

Guess what? guess who gets their little toes caught up in the strap of hs laptop bag and goes crashing to the floor? Yeeeeezzzzz... me. I was thinking on my way down, should I be so calm? It kind of hurt, but I didn't hit my head, so I was happy about that. Shins, wrists, butt and my shoulder hurt but nothing got broken so *thumbs up big grin* Bonus!

It wasn't a craptastic day, but it wasn't a happy whoo-hoo day either. I'll get back to you later. Oooooo--my pudgy little side hurts...*sniff* And I stepped on a piece of glass. *pout*

eta: Oy! it just keeps going and going...

Comments

[treetracer]

*kisses your boo-boo* There, all better!^_^

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*sniff* Thank you!

Oh...

[luthorlover.livejournal.com]

*hugs you*
*pets your hurty side*

xoxo,
Monica

Re: Oh...

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*snurffle* Thank you! My hurty side feels better now!

[lexslave.livejournal.com]

aww. *hugs you*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I feel ever so much better now!

[graysong.livejournal.com]

first of all I take my pop to the doctor.

Am I the only one who's first thought was along the lines of "Pop? Why would she bring her Coca-Cola to the doctor? Or is that some euphism for urine sample that I don't know about?"

Guess not! But that was a very strange 1.3 seconds ... LOL

*hugs* Hope you feel better soon!!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

pop! *giggle* No, no-just my aged father. *grin*

[dawnybee.livejournal.com]

I'll get back to you later. Oooooo--my pudgy little side hurts...*sniff* And I stepped on a piece of glass. *pout*

Oooh, roxymissrose, I'm sorry for your misfortunes.
I'm going to kill that piece of glass' brother, okay?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

HaaaaaaaaaH! Okay, thank you! *laughing* And it's Granny too. :)

[justabi.livejournal.com]

*kisses your owies*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*hugs you, wipes nose on your shoulder* Tank yew.

[capnzebbie.livejournal.com]

Owie! I hope you heal up quickly! *hugs*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*sigh* I'm better, though the trauma may last a lifetime...*earning her drama queen title*

[teot.livejournal.com]

Oh, damn. But I'm glad you're okay!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*sniffs, bravely goes on through the pain* oh...I'll be just fine...and usually at this point some one in the fam whacks me...*grin*

[tabaqui]

*pet pet pet pet pet*

Poor thing!
*snuggles you and brings you hot tea and crumpets and fleecy booties*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Ooooo! It pays to get a boo-bo! Yeah!

[suzvoy.livejournal.com]

Owwwww! *cuddles*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! thanks!