Ah, the beauty of speculation is that you get to hear some pretty outlandish and farfetched things. So Christmas day, a couple of friends came to my front door and saw a bandaid on my forehead. They asked if I was okay...I made them promise not to laugh and exposed...this!!!
After a couple of giggles, there were the questions...
"What happened?"
"What did you do?"
And while I debated whether or not to tell them...they started to guess. Here's the speculation I heard:
"Curling Iron Burn?"
"Rug burn?"
"Kinky sex?"
Yeah, you guessed it, I've got some filthy minded friends.
The truth about the injury? I did something stupid. I was hanging out in my pool Christmas eve night. It was 60 degrees out, but it was almost 90 degrees in the pool. We turned on the pool light...made it green to be festive for the holiday. I was messing around doing laps and stuff. I decided it might be a fun idea to try to move my body like a fish under water and see how far across the pool I could get before I needed oxygen. So I closed my eyes (I'd left my contacts in) and piked down....and....SMACK!!!! Right on the bottom of the pool. Apparently I'd misjudged the depth and went about 4' down into a 3 1/2 foot area. Man, did that sting. Yes, yes, I gave myself a concussion for Christmas eve. No doctors visit required, thankfully.
No, I had not been drinking any alcohol, more's the pity.
And yes, I'm the same girl who can manage to trip over bottled water.
I can't help but laugh...and fortunately for me, everyone around me is also amused.
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