I got a new hat on Saturday. It’s awesome:
You know you’re jealous of my hat.
I’ve been eyeing it at work for a few weeks now, and on Friday night I decided that I needed to have it. Briggs and Heather are both a little embarrassed to be seen with me in it and they swear that the group of us looks like two people taking out their ‘special’ little sister on a day pass…and the limp only adds to the image. But I’ll get to that.
Briggs says it reminds him of Charlize Theron in Arrested Development:
<– MRF and her crazy hats
Heather says it reminds her of the Natalie Portman in Garden State:
<–Natalie Portman in her epilepsy helmet.
Anyway, I got my hat at work, and after Briggs picked me up, we went home, grabbed Heather and got icecream:
<– me with ice cream
I got lots of weird looks and heather and I danced around like fools. None of those pictures survived. 
Then we went to WalMart (I KNOW, but there are two of them near where we live and they carry, like…everything.) and I found something I have been wanting for at least a year:
A TIARA!
Now I can dress up like a pretty, pretty princess! Heather got one too. We are both going to wear them today. 
Yippy!
Then the less awesome thing that happened on Saturday:
I broke my toe.
Yup.
I was on my way to bed after doing something in the kitchen (turning off the light? Turning on the AC? I’m not sure.) and well…there’s this coal stove in the living room (right outside the kitchen) and it’s on a raised brick platform (so it doesn’t burn the floor, you know) and I, um…walked right into it. I kicked it with my bare foot and HEARD my toe go crunch. I limped into the bedroom and whimpered inarticulately at Briggs who went and got me ice and water and excedrine and even a bowl for that minute or two when the pain was making me sweaty and naceous.
My toe is now crookeder than my other toes. Heather wanted to straighten it.
Yeah…I told her that WASN’T going to happen. Even after my mom told me that Heather might be right because having a toe at a new angle could effect my ballance, I made an executive decision that it can set at any darn angle it wants to and I am not re-alligning broken bones.
Anyway, by yesterday morning, it was aching, but I could step on the foot so long as I didn’t bend the toe. We went to Game, stopping on the way to get dice for Heather:
and coffee for everyone. When we stopped at Starbucks, we just happened to park next to the ‘special people’s’ van, and well….I was wearing my moth hat again, and now walking with a Hunchback of Notredame-esque limp…the driver smiled at me as though happy to see me reabilitated enough to have a day out with my family.
Game was fun. It was weird playing during the day and finishing before 2am exhaustion after working all day knocked us unconscious. And Heather’s character thinks the solution to everything is to kill innocent bystanders.
Last night, we all watched the newest episode of Doctor Who:
<–OMG…is that…it IS! It’s ROSE TYLER!
Anyway, we thought it was a killer episode (much better than last week’s ‘Midnight’, basically a revamping of the classic Twilight Zone episode ‘The Monsters Are Due on Maple Street.) Interesting stuff happened. We saw the return of a long anticipated and teased character. Big STUFF was revealed, regarding the theme and finale of the season, AND interesting information was revealed about spunky Donna, the Doctor’s current companion. And the end was….okay…Heather and I squealed and jumped up and down a bit. And that was without Rose having thrown herself into 10′s pinstriped arms to snog him silly.
And next episode looks…wicked. Just…wow. And the Gang’s ALL there.
We Briggs and I ALSO watched:
Unfortunately, we already knew that 04×10 would be a bit epic, so we weren’t QUITE as bowled over as we could have been, but the wow-factor was still there for sure. Though we knew something was going to happen. Everyone was far TOO happy.
My foot hurts much less today and by last night I could bend my toes a little (though Briggs suggested I shouldn’t try)
Today, we are going to the PGH Zoo! (I borrowed crutches from Briggs’ dad for all the walking. Don’t worry…I’m not COMPLETELY without sense….just mostly. Mom advised putting off the trip.)
I actually need to go get ready. H and I are dressing like princesses in our new tiaras and I don’t even know what to wear yet.
P.S.
I did figure out what to wear
however
we did not go to the zoo. Got a flat just outside of Freeport so we took the car to the Sears car place at the Pittsburgh Mills and wandered the mall while they fixed it. For the best anyway. I hear it rained all day in PGH.
guess destiny was on mom’s side.
