Blisters can take a bit of work for me, but I bruise at the drop of a hat. I can bruise from a workout, and it's not like I use high weights or anything.

Oh Cass, yesterday I painted my nails a lovely olive green and thought of you.

Thanks Cass... was worried I was having a Bad Brain Day or something.

Thanks Cass... was worried I was having a Bad Brain Day or something.

Nope. I just was typing after being up much earlier than usual and words failed me. Or I failed them.

but I bruise at the drop of a hat. I can bruise from a workout, and it's not like I use high weights or anything.

Me too, especially currently. I've always been an easy bruiser but it's kinda ridiculous right now. Started taking vitamins again and will ask my Dr when I see him in a couple of weeks. Right now all WebMD has for me is looking into safe places to live. But it's just me and gravity. Our dysfunctional relationship is hard to quit.

Oh Cass, yesterday I painted my nails a lovely olive green and thought of you.

Mine are Peace on Earth which I love. If I never find a bottle of At Your Quebec and Call, I can live contentedly knowing that I still have fun options. AYQaC is still one of those "But I do so wants it" colors. Not enough to stalk auctions, but if I saw one, I would grab it. Probably name it Precious.

I've always been an easy bruiser but it's kinda ridiculous right now.

I go through weird phases where I will bruise if someone looks at me wrong, alternating with not bruising even if the Hulk punched me. I have no idea what the difference is, because I take vitamins on the regular, and my diet is more or less consistent.

(This post brought to you by the giant mystery bruise on my thigh, which had me running around the house yesterday trying to see what furniture was exactly that height. Turns out to almost certainly be the cast-iron pedestal tub. Stupid tub.)

(This post brought to you by the giant mystery bruise on my thigh, which had me running around the house yesterday trying to see what furniture was exactly that height. Turns out to almost certainly be the cast-iron pedestal tub. Stupid tub.)

I have a Stupid (though very comfy) Futon, Stupid Doorknobs (almost always because the dumb cat trips me), Stupid Countertops (also dumb cat tripping me) and then randoms. I'm already clumsy and prone to bruise. Adding whatever new factor that increases bruising just makes me look sad.

Bodies need better outer shells.

Mine are Peace on Earth which I love. If I never find a bottle of At Your Quebec and Call, I can live contentedly knowing that I still have fun options.

Oo, those are both beautiful. See there's a reason I thought of you!

Trying to get DH to do push-ups/tricep push-ups/sit-ups three times a day, which means promising to do them with him at least once. The things I do for love, I tell you.

Greetings from Austria! It is fucking hot, and these people in Europe don't believe in air conditioning. They just run around in 100-degree heat, looking all chic and continental.

I have eaten the food, gone up the mountain, gone through the museums, and eaten the gelato, because we're not this close to Austria for nothing.

I tend to get myself on doorknobs and furniture mostly, but even the car has been known to attack me on occasion.

Lovely, Dana!