Starting the Year Off with a Bang!

It all started innocently enough. Last night was New Year's Eve and, being a Wednesday night, was also a church night. I had been pretty drowsy upon getting home from work and had almost konked out when I summoned the strength to get my rear in gear in order to get ready for church. Well, it being New Year's Eve I wanted to get into the mood so I dressed a little more festive. I actually got dolled up and everything! I did my hair all fancy in curls on top of my head, put on one of my new Christmas outfits, and slipped on the new fancy high heels.

Now I already knew I was treading dangerously when I chose to wear those shoes, so, to play it safe, I brought along a spare set of flats. My flats were even festive; they were a pair of slip-on flip-flop kind of shoes that lit up when I walked. I figured I could put them on after service when I went over to the shindig my friend Stephanie was having at her house. I knew we would be playing games, I just didn't know if we would be playing any that would require action, thus the flats. So, anyway, we went to the church service, and, before we knew it, it was time to go. I had made it safely through the entire service without biting the dust. Phew!

Well, Steph and I had to stop by the grocery store on the way to her house to pick up some things for the party and I still hadn't had the chance to change shoes. I thought surely I would be going down for sure then. We had to park quite a distance from the entrance and then, of course, you know how slippery those grocery store floors can be. There was just no chance that I was going to make it out of that situation without going down. Well, wouldn't you know it? I was wrong! I made it safely to Steph's house and was able to change my shoes without incident!

It was a fun evening; we pigged out on chips, turkey, pizza, brownies, candy, and soda (real nutritious, huh?) and played games up until the stroke of midnight. It wasn't too much longer afterwards that the remaining guests packed up and left. All that remained was me, Steph, and this couple that needed a ride home. So, everything was coming to a close when Steph needed me to follow her into the garage. That's when it happened; As I followed her with my ice cold cup of Sprite in hand, I reached the step that extends from her door to the garage floor, and, well, let's just say gravity had its way with me! I'm still not completely sure what happened. One moment I'm standing on the step and the next minute I'm doing a belly-flop on the cement floor with a shower of Sprite falling around us. I think I went to take a step forward and my shoes decided to stay behind causing me to trip over them. Yes, just call me Grace!

Let me just say, that belly-flops should be attempted in the pool and not on garage floors – just a helpful hint there. And also, I now know why they're really called flip-flops – they'll cause you to flip and then flop which is exactly what I did last night. Ouch! Luckily, I didn't break anything. The good Lord gave me plenty of padding (okay, some late night meals may have helped too). :-) See, sometimes it pays to be a bigger woman; one of those model types would have snapped like a twig with the amount of force I hit the ground with. :-) (Can't say that I can't find a silver lining.) I think I have sprained my ankle and wrist a bit, but that's nothing some ice, advil, and some bandages won't fix. Let's see, I have a wrist brace, but I can't find an ace bandage for my ankle. (My kingdom for an ace bandage!) Hmm... I know I have one around here somewhere...

Can you believe it though? I had survived a night of wearing high heels only to be taken down by flats, go figure. I wanted to start the new year off with a bang, but I didn't mean literally! Well, I hope everyone reading this has a Happy and SAFE New Year! Catch ya later! (Or, if you're in the vicinity, you might be catching ME later!) :-)