It started out about 5a.m., took some Tylenol pm so I could sleep good, however I had some of the bazaar dreams ever which kept waking me up. Finally I get to sleep about 3a.m. and art 5a.m. the ol trusty alarm goes off.
You see my dog Jemima knows when it is 5a.m. and you are getting out of the bed or she will bark until you finally get up. My other dog Malli is standing at the door with her legs crossed threatening to pee all over the carpet before I can get her outside.
I now have on a night gown, ugly at that, and my hair looked like I was in a terrible wind storm.
How does your hair stick up like that with no moose or gel?
I figure I can slip out the front door with the dogs and let them pee being it was 5a.m. surly the neighbors aren't dwelling outside yet.
I put Malli on a lease and Jamima runs out the front door, not to fast, she is old as the hills and cant run to fast, much less bite someone with the two teeth she has left in her head.
So I'm good still in a droggier state of mind due to the Tylenol pm. I walking out in the front yard past my pretty fall decorations I have proudly placed in my yard.
As I'm walking I stepped in a hole in the yard..here I go down on the ground knocking over my beautiful mums that I have so faithfully watered
O.k. now I'm lying on the ground, nightgown up to my waist trying to get up and the pain in my foot is setting me right back down.
Next the ultimate....Mallie runs up and puts her cold nose right in the bodonkadonk which sent me for a good jilt.
I'm laying there trying to decide if I have been violated or I should laugh or cry.
Finally I got up and limped to the porch, then Jamima runs past me right in front of my feet and knocks me up the stairs and Mallie is coming at me with that terribly cold nose. Not only do I have a skinned up knee now but My foot is hurting and my neighbors decided to come out on their front porch.
How embarrassing was that. At least I had on clean underwear..I have never forgotten the old rule of mama..always wear clean underwear..you never know when you may have to go to the hospital!!!.
I finally got in the house and not only am I terrible embarrassed i have a skinned knee and a cold bodonkadonk . ha ha I decided id laugh and blog about it rather than cry.
The day got a little better..good news no broken bones, just a tattered pride, cold bononkadonk, skinned knee and sore foot but life is good..until next time..take care and pray for our coountry and military!!
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