Erin!! Dammit! I'm glad you went to the doc and told D. Morrissette-ironically, you probably would have learned pretty quickly in krav not to put your hand out when you fall. It's such a hard instinct to change, though - that's how I subluxed my shoulder (twice) playing rugby even though I knew better.
S. once broke his hand and played the rest of the football game. He loves that story.
I played maybe fifteen minutes of rugby with a busted eye socket. The view out of my right eye was tilted about 30 degrees, so I was playing with one eye closed. What? We didn't have any subs.
I am so *not* married!! In fact, I'm amusing myself by drafting different versions of my "I'm done" email that I will probably eventually send maybe to StW. My favorite is an SAT analogy with Twitter hashtags, but I don't think he'd get the hash tags. The analogy, yes. Honestly, I could just text him "I'm done" and I think he'd get it. It's more for me than him at this point.
My darling visiting friend C and I squeezed in some girl talk while her husband napped and read in the other room, and she said some super sweet things. She credits me with helping her out of a few rough spots, says I'm one of her biggest role models, and indirectly responsible for her meeting her husband (she messaged him online because he was from NC, where she'd spent a few weeks with me one summer). I'm having so much fun dredging the Romanian from the depths of my brain, she can't believe how much I remember. Her husband has learned a bunch, too, from spending time with her family.
I went to my first (and took them to their first) realio-trulio social aid and pleasure club second line parade today. If that doesn't remotely resemble English, watch last year's parade of the same group - [link] It was sooooo frigging hot, C and I got mild sunburns despite sunscreen and using umbrellas for parasols much of the day.
Oooo, she gettin' it - [link]