Take the bull by the horns

So, that's what happened to my foot: it took the bull by the horns. Last weekend, Mr. PL and I bought a nice (big) pair of steer horns to adorn the wall about our bookshelves. We didn't have time to hang them up before mass, so Mr. PL laid them out near the dining room table. Sadly, as I was rushing around getting ready for mass, I ran directly into one of the points and tore a gash in my left foot. Instead of mass, we spent about 3 hours in the emergency room downtown (and then about 40 minutes at the Heart Hospital ER, where there was no wait) and I got three stitches.

The ER staff was both impressed and amused by my novel injury.

So, I got to spend the first week back to school be driven as close to my classes as possible by Mr. PL and the MiniL and hobbling from class to class like a giant dork. Blegh.