Yep, I got me a shiner. Only, on the chin.

Today, I got in a fight with a bungee cord and lost. (This is probably proof that I should pay more attention-slow down-quit trying to do 10 things at once, or, that I am just very, very clumsy.) Because I am very classy and haul a full landscaping setup in the back of my 1994 Ford Taurus, I use bungee cords to secure my lawn mower. Or at least to make it seem like I am trying to secure my lawn mower, because frankly, I think it might be amusing to see just how far one of those puppies can fly. Anyway, karma must have decided I’ve been bad lately because I managed to snap the bungee cord INTO MY OWN FACE while trying to tie the lawn mower down today. And then about 12 seconds after I did it the first time, I managed to DO IT AGAIN, RIGHT IN THE THROAT.

So. Any old ladies out there who need help crossing the street? Lost puppies in need of rescue? Any blind children need someone to read to them? Because apparently I need to rack up some points.