Teleporting is not all its cracked up to be

By Desiree -
I woke from my sunday afternoon nap to go and retrieve my crying baby, before he woke the whole family from their afternoon slumber. I stood up next to my bed and decided to teleport myself about 5 or 6 paces into the landing of the basement. My teleportation was running smoothly til I got to my exit point, and our stupid wood step stool got into my way, and I stumbled all over it. The sharp edges jabbed me quite well. Being the old fart that I am, I needed to show off my battle wound.

here is the step stool, which caused me so much pain...



My story might seem a little confusing, and truth be told, I am confused too. And teleporting was the only logical explanation...

I woke from my nap to retrieve nixon from his room. I remember standing up next to the bed, and the next thing I knew I was in excruciating pain and laying on top of the step stool just outside my room. I just don't remember moving away from the bed...
Either I was drunk (not likely), sleep walking (although I know that I woke up )
or I teleported. I am freakin awesome !

Comments

Jill said…
i would assume you teleported (sp?) as well. you are amazing!

oh, and sorry about that huge bruise, that looks like it hurts.
March 18, 2009 at 5:42 AM
Alifinale said…
Sorry for the pain but the teleporting is freakin hilarious. Awesome is right.
March 18, 2009 at 8:15 AM
Cowan Family said…
Okay I'm glad I'm not the only one that does that!! Man that looks like it really hurts though. I hope you have a good birthday!!!
March 18, 2009 at 7:45 PM
Melonee said…
Ouch! That is a knarly rememberance of your teleportation.
March 18, 2009 at 8:11 PM
Steffani said…
Ouch! That looks awful. You need to be more careful when you teleport.
March 18, 2009 at 11:17 PM
The Mauermans said…
Oh Desi, you are so totally AWESOME! The bruise is awesome too. Remember to use it for as many bragging rights as possible--especially against the Mauermnan girls.
Anne
March 21, 2009 at 1:52 PM
Tom said…
My wife is a prolific bruiser too. (That's not a confession) Yours looks like a nasty one! The only problem with bruises is that you have to show them to everyone fast before they heal. That's the one benefit to scars.
March 23, 2009 at 9:44 PM
Beth said…
Ouch Desi! Crazy bruise! Sexy legs though! Looks like you're still a runner! Miss you around here! Hope to see you at Bunko this week!
April 5, 2009 at 9:09 PM
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