Sunshine and scribbles

{Me. In 1988, I believe.}

in honor of today's prompt at mama's losin it,

here's a little something you may (or may not) want to know:

when i was a wild and crazy four year-old little girl, i broke my right leg when i fell off a barstool in my aunt jackie's kitchen when we were visiting her at her new apartment in burley

right before

she married

her husband.

my aunt jan scooped me up and laid me on the couch where i cried myself to sleep.

it hurt something fierce, i believe.

i still remember the night i took my cast off.

my mom was vacuuming.

it was dark outside.

i begged her to let me take it off early.

and she let me.

my leg tingled like crazy.

then i ran around like a wild comanche.

and i never fell off a barstool again.

{the end}

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PSS: I ate leftover homemade blueberry-peach crisp with costco vanilla ice cream

and i ate it for breakfast.

in fact i just ate the last bite.

wish you were here. i would have shared.

it's going to be a delicious day.

hope yours is too.