Friday, December 30, 2005

Broken Foot, Useless Mommy


Marinate on this: Amy trying (unsuccessfully) to descend gracefully down a dirt hill (pavement in front of podiatrist's office has been uprooted for what better be a damn good reason) on what can only be described as the most out-dated, mis-matched crutches known to man -- one is 5'6" tall, the other is 5'8". This is NOTa joke, nor is it surprising, seeing as how the Dr's x-ray machine was a nice olive green, sporting oh-so-mod 70's lettering. Result? Shoe stuck in dirt, Amy on her knees, crutches flung wildly about.

Let the good times roll.

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