So the tub finally fills with enough water to lie down in, so I lie down, first with my feet at the faucet end, like normal people do. But then I felt like I wasn't getting enough warmth on my neck and shoulders so I turned around, head at the faucet end, and switched the water to the faucet instead of the showerhead, so the hot water would stream right onto my neck and shoulders. Brilliant, right? Yeah, not so much. Trying to position myself to actually have that happen was a bit like trying out for Cirque du Soleil. Here I am trying to fold myself like an origami project around the faucet and then BAM! My gigantic head and the faucet kissed. An angry, violent kiss. A kiss that left a huge gash/knot/welt/alien growing out of the side of my forehead. Ok, not really, but GODDAMMIT THAT HURT. I at least had the presence of mind to shut off the water and unplug the drain before I passed out. That's one way I do not want to die, thank you very much. I don't care if it's an accident but I'd like to be fully clothed when the people come to find me. (I suppose the dead me really wouldn't care, but the living me does and that's the one in charge so, she wins.) Since you're reading this you obviously came to the conclusion that I did not die, so yay, go me. I also managed to make myself forget about the neck and shoulder pain because my HEAD WAS THROBBING. Yayyy.
My friend Marianna over at Snappy Surprise had an awesome weekend, too. You should go read about it.
And my friends over at Cheesy Bloggers (including Marianna) totally gave me the hook-up (is that phrase still used? am I even using it right?) on their Open Letter theme. Thank you, Cheesy gals! They are AWE-SOME (said all sing-songy)! You should definitely follow them.
And now it's time to