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25 June 2006

Ice, Ice Baby

It was frosty this morning. Enough to leave frost on everything. I got up early. For some reason. (I'm currently exhausted.) I decided with all my free time, I'd return DVDs, books from the library, AND get some groceries. I know. So productive. Well, I started the trek down my icy hill. Ice. Hill. Clutzy Annika.... can you see where this is going?

Well, I made it down the first half pretty well. There are some stairs involved there, but they were icy. Then, after the stairs, I remembered I'd need to whip out the ice feet. You know, that funny walk you do when it's super icy out - silly, but effective. So I'm doing that and concentrating like a banshee (they concentrate!). Well, I get to the street I need to cross, and I see a car that has slid into the two inch ditch between curb and street. This is complicating traffic to a distressing degree. I manage to cross the street, almost step onto the curb and whammo - I'm down. Right in front of the car that went off the road. So people are flocking to me, yelling, "Are you alright?!" Sigh. So embarrassing. I jumped up, assuring people I was fine and joining in on the chorus, "Can you believe how bad the roads are?"

But seriously, I'm from Wisconsin. And I slipped on the ice. In the middle of a friggin' road. I have shamed the whole state, I think. The worst part is, I was in such a hurry to have me not be the centre of attention as the girl that fell that I didn't notice til I got all the way down the hill that my ankle hurt. And my bad hips (whatever - so I'm 80) must have been affected as well. So I have a sore right ankle and sore left hip, just to keep things interesting.

There was also no time to take groceries back to the flat, so I had to trudge into work with bags in hand. And a bruised ego. :) But luckily, everyone understood. Most of them had had to wait hours to come into work because the roads were even worse, especially farther out of town. So while I complain about the lack of snow, I probably wouldn't be able to leave my house without a sled in hand.

Wait, that could be fun.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

I have SEEN your hill. Leave the sled home. Dad