What do you call a weekend that was filled with a mixture of playing in the snow, seeing a good friend, falling on the ice, injuring your ankle so badly you almost lost your foot (circulation and nerves cut off), and finding out that the sore rib you’ve been living with and finally got checked is actually a cracked one and will take at least 2 to 3 more weeks to finish healing?
One of my best weekends ever! lol
I don’t know whether to laugh at that fact or shake my head at myself. I live one crazy life over here that’s for sure. haha : )