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Let's just title this one: Stupidity

Look beyond my gorgeous thighs and focus your eyes on the gash. I bet your thinking our children were in danger and I had to unleash my ferocious kung fu kick on them, only to be greeted by a knife to my leg. Ahhh, I wish it were like that--well, not exactly like that, but at least the high intensity kung fu stuff. Pretty cool. Nope. Instead, I had the brilliant idea to put paper on Mya's windows (evidently Korean's like sunlight pouring into their bedrooms at sunrise). Up I went, onto her bed, completing the left window, but couldn't quite reach the right side. Yep. I decided that cheapo particle board bookshelf would be enough support for just a quick lean. Not quite. Bang went the top of the bookshelf, down I went, hitting the easel , dresser and wall. Safely on the ground, I did all that I could to not wail with pain or sob. It was nearly 9:00 on Friday night when this all went down and Chris was still at work, so only the girls took in the spectacle. I was nervous they'd start crying and panicing if I did the same, so I remained calm and collected seizing the opportunity to teach a big lesson. It went something like this..see girls and this is why you should never climb on furniture. You can get hurt badly! Ha. Then I went to look at my battle wound. Holy cow. 12 freaking inches. No lie. I am actually missing about a 1/4 inch of my skin across the middle, but I decided it wasn't deep and therefore, didn't warrant a trip to the ER. It was nasty though. Still is and I am guessing the scar will be a lovely reminder of my stupidity. Just lovely.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Goodness Kara! Try to keep yourself in one piece. What I am wondering is how little are those shorts you are wearing? WOW!
Love
L
Kara said…
dufus. they were pulled up so you could get the full picture. as you know, i wear nothing scandalous!
Anonymous said…
Ouch! That looks awful K!I definitely could have used your help today! Nate and I pulled up all the rock on the left side of the house, washed it off and put new fabric down!! Talk about a nightmare! UGH! I have a sunburn from hell to top things off!

Love ya,
J
April said…
Yeow!!! Careful, Kara! Sidenote: Nice legs;)
Erin said…
yikes! I typically use furniture as my step-ladder (the real one is just too heavy to lug everywhere all the time) but I think I have learned your lesson along with your daughters!
Anonymous said…
Oh My!!! that looks like it really hurts. I would have been crying like a baby. But then again in my house I am babied.

So sorry you got hurt; take care of it so you don't get an infection.

Jeanniy

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