My mother once had a bruise that covered the entire back of her thigh and was navy/black/purple
Me too. It was physical therapy.
My worst bruise was, unsurprisingly, the one that spread slowly from mid-shin down to my toes and got infect and required three different sorts of antibiotics before it returned to the same temperature as the rest of my body. Swelling hasn't gone down entirely yet, and it's been at least a year and a half.
Annoying discovery: You know how, a lot of the time, the generic product is the same as the brand-name, except for packaging and advertising? This not true of Febreeze.
Nor is it true with what claims to be an equivalent product to Pantene conditioner. (Target, I am looking at you.)
I am all dressed up and ready to go to my dance class.
I am wearing my Angel party dress, only with better makeup and hair this time. I love this dress.
OTOH, my Walgreens' Pantene-equivalent shampoo is not bad at all.
Funniest bruises I've had were from when the dog was young and rambunctious and would leap at you with her paws when you'd approach. I'd have a quarter-inch wide stripe of bruise all the way down my leg.
Alias
was fucking great. Go Ultimate Drew.
ita, you totally win the bruise game.
From one of his bike accidents (car vs. bike) my dad had the most amusing horrid windshield wiper imprint on his back.
And that was the third accident. Actually, ita? With the infection clause removed, my dad would beat you. Sliding on your face does that.
And yes, Jesse, it has been 4 years. Weird huh?
And now I'm emailing a college friend who I probably haven't talked to in 7. And it is really really weird. He's gone through a start-up, selling it to have more time for himself to being a CTO and still not having enough time and contemplating another career change. I feel so...stagnant. But it is also really fucking cool. I wish I were better at keeping up with people. Cause some I've known? Are so worth keeping (not all the career stuff. The person stuff.)
OK, this Katie Couric sex and teens special keeps talking about "oral sex". Am I correct in the assumption that they only mean fellatio?
Alias was fucking great
I'm glad something was. The West Wing blew goats.
With the infection clause removed, my dad would beat you. Sliding on your face does that.
Did he slide without cutting himself? I have a friction-induced injury phobia (or shall we call it reasonable aversion? either way...) and EW. He'd win.