first of all, let me just say how my parents house is set out. you walk in the front door, there's a hallway straight ahead and the living room is to the right. the hallway is maybe 15-20 long and then it goes right upstairs. at the stairs, the kitchen is to the right. probably a terrible explanation, but whatever. chloe loves to run from the front door, all the way up the stairs, to the end of the upstairs hallway and back to the front door like a madwoman. she goes super fast and does a lot of laps until she's tired. ok, now that that's outta the way...
lemme set the scene..weekday morning, my parents are at work and me and dyl are in the kitchen figuring out what to eat for breakfast. he says something along the lines of, "imagine when we have a house this big; what are we going to do with all this space?" and for some reason i just pictured him running back and forth like chloe does. then i decided to show him what i thought and i started running back and forth. on my way up the stairs, i meant to kind of slow down and lay down, but i failed. i landed harder than expected and got carpet burn while laughing my face off...
it's like, "
oh what happened to your elbow?" "
well, ya know, just running up and down the hallway like the dog..." *crickets*
i texted my friend and sent her a picture, and she was all "are you joking? haha" and i informed her that no, i was not joking. i'm a bit of an artard.
it doesn't look that bad, but it stung like a bitch all day. and the next day. and then even worse the 3rd day. it got much redder and now it's scabbing (this happened thursday morning). lovely. i think because i always had long sleeves on and it was rubbing, so i finally put a band-aid on.
so there's your life lesson for the day; don't run like an idiot! you'll fall and it'll sting. and then you'll have a not so cute scab.
