Ways in which I injured myself this weekend? Three. After suspecting all last week that my quad may be slightly injured, I got confirmation of that when I was up to bat at kickball on Saturday and the minute I kicked/tried to run down the baseline it felt like someone stabbed me in the thigh. I limped off the field and spent the rest of the game laying on the sidelines. At least the roommates were nice enough to walk slowly with me to the bar after. Oh wait, they weren’t, the abandoned me on the streets of DC to walk alone.
After numbing the pain in my leg with Miller Light all afternoon, I tried to come home and get myself cleaned up for the kickball mid season party Saturday night. PSA: chugging Red Bull, while already slightly drunk, and operating a curling iron will result in this.
I don’t even know, one minute it was twirled up in my hair, and the next it was burning me on the chest. It hurt. Especially now when my bra strap rubs against it. Sigh, at least it’s not on my neck? Then yesterday while attempting to carry in three bags of groceries, a bag of cat food, and a box of cat litter, I managed to catch my left foot in the screen door as it slammed closed. My shoe fell off, as did some skin on my foot. Maybe Friday the 13th attacked me early this year?
Despite those three events, the weekend was fantastically fun. Friday night was really low key, I spent it curled up in the chair reading a trashy James Patterson book and drinking some vodka. Saturday was spent with my amazingly fun kickball team.
I spent most of my time on that chair in the corner resting my injured leg, although I’m thinking observing the dance party from the outskirts may have been just as enjoyable. Yesterday Adrienne and I enjoyed a nice lunch outside at Front Page in Ballston surrounded by families enjoying Mother’s Day brunch. I also managed to find Kacy’s future place of residence and send some pictures to her, yes I am a creep.
I messed up the sauce and added way too much Oregano, but it is still delicious, and since I made a giant casserole of it, I’ll be eating it all week. Unless someone wants to come over for dinner? Oh I also added ground Turkey to mine, because that’s how I roll.
It’s Monday again, and that’s really all I have to say about that. Try to get through it.