A Serpentine Landscape

Also? Exploding cucumbers.

A few little things:

My house is clean! How delightful!
I had an event (albeit a small one) for the first time since E. moved out. It was fun!
I made a yummy chicken pot pie and had leftovers tonight.
vanaabegra should please call me, as I seem to have lost his number (sorry)!
I have lots of wonderful plans around the holidays. Yay for friends!
I'm going to Costa Rica for two weeks in January!
I'm having an exclamation-pointy day!


Also, I love the idea of "inappropriate happiness" as a symptom. It makes me giggle (inappropriately).

I've spent most of my free minutes over the last week getting my house clean, and I love the results. I love the smell. I love being able to run across the wood floor in my socks and slide a full ten feet before coming to a halt.

So it should have come as no surprise to me on Friday morning when I rounded a corner and couldn't stop until I banged my face into the woodwork.

My thoughts went, roughly, thus:

1. Ouch!


2. Sh!t!


3. Oh, great, now I'm going to get a black eye and everyone will assume I'm a battered woman.


4. I should put some ice on this.


So I iced it, and for the record, I didn't get a black eye, just a little bruise underneath my eyebrow. It looks as though I made an ill-advised choice of eye shadow, used it on my left eye, then came to my senses before doing my right.