Boots, Buckets and Pickles

First things first. Yesterday was a GOOD day! I am sure many of you don’t know that I broke 2 of my toes the on December 23rd and I was stuck wearing a big black boot. I know, I know what kind of person am I to not share that with you…..{i swear i still love you}! Soooo the story since you asked. I had been up for [days and nights] wrapping presents in my studio a.k.a my ~~hideaway~~ workplace and I was bringing out the last batch of presents when I realized a bucket was in my way…

Now I know you are thinking to yourself how bad could a bucket possibly be….let me tell you.

1. the bucket was BIG {like 5 gallons BIG}

2. I thought I could lightly kick it out of my way but what I didn’t realize is that when my foot went back to kick all of a sudden I had super power strength and thought it was best to kick it as hard as possible…{so i reared back and tried to kick the winning field goal}

3. the bucket was FULL

4. full of pickles

Did I tell you that the bucket did not budge. Ok… you get it

Oh~! In a fit of rage because it hurt so badly I decided {well my brain did but I didn’t} to kick it again to show it who was boss.

i lost.

Yesterday was the 1st day I wore shoes {normal} ones all day long. I got to sport my brown kicks at an LSU v/s Tenn Vols game. It was a blast… but now my toe is THROBBING. xoxo