Last night, as I was walking to my car, my heel got stuck in a grate. Down I went. Not only did I ruin my heel and a pair of jeans, but my hands and knees are scraped. And my ankle is also about twice as big as it should be. While my hands have healed up, the scrapes on my knees make me look like a third grader. And the swollen ankle is hindering the exercise regime. Maybe God is telling me I need to sit on my duff and watch Bridezilla a bit more?
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