My big, fat Christmas lip!

Shamed into decorating outside by another thread (those darned reindeer pens! LOL), I decided to put up another strand of lights.

In the garage, I reached up into a box that I knew had outdoor extension cords. Two fell toward me; one had a heavy surge protector bar strip. And guess which one punched me in the mouth? Yep. It didn't knock a tooth loose, which I feared it had, but I tasted some blood. Now, I have a big lump rising on my upper lip! And it couldn't be on the other side, where I have a small deficit in lip tissue from a dog bite years ago. (My insurance wouldn't pay for the collagen injections the surgeon recommended.) I could've gotten FREE "collagen injections" if that had happened!  Ok, it would have only last a couple of days, but, still...

 I'll take injury-prone plastic surgery any day!

Oh, Barbara! Be careful! Hope the swelling goes down soon!

A couple years ago, I was trying to get the tree bags down from the hooks in the basement ceiling (one of our Christmas trees is packed into two large tree bags). They're heavy. And I was by myself on a Friday night; Rick and my brother were at a football game. I was on the ladder and fell off. Slid along the basement floor and slammed into the washer. To this day, my right hip and outer thigh hurt sometimes; I'm not convinced I didn't crack it or something.

Ouch! Hope it is a bit better today.