I was at friend’s house yesterday working on a site design for her new business (which I will be blogging about :)) & I went to put something in the car.
The next thing I know I’m standing by my car holding my head checking for blood & seeing a lot of black!
I wish you could have seen how big my friend & her husband’s eyes got when they saw my head! That’s when I knew it was swelling up huge!!! And that I was officially looking like a freak. *Enter the ice baggy*
I told Todd, he could start calling me the “Elepant Woman” (that joke was lost on him-please reference this link if it was lost on you too: The Elephant Man :))
I spent most of my day wondering how in the hades that darn door closed without me ever touching it! And then I spent most of my time just clutching my head totally confused. Granted, I’m usually confused, it doesn’t take a whop to the head to do that!
So…the next time you get in a fight with your car? Take note. The car is going to win.
So will your toddler. Mine headbutted me right in the ole goosebump. That felt good. Not.