Ouch, my left cheek hurts.
This time it’s not because of my tooth. It’s because I bruised my left butt cheek by falling on the ice this morning before work. I got out of my car and went around the back of it, and before I knew it, my feet came out from under me and I was laying on the ground in the snow. The first words out of my mouth were “SON of a b–ch”. Then I had to say it again…just because. I think I jammed my middle finger on the left hand too. Luckily no one at work saw it happen. I did tell them right away when I went in. Then I had to go along with all the jokes all day about the bruised butt, and resting my bruised ego, and what was I doing with my finger in my butt, and better my butt than my head, and something about knowing when to pull my head out of my butt…ummm yeah. Well anyway, I was a good sport about it. If it ends up hurting more I’ll just go to the doctor and they’ll pay for it…how’s that for being a butt-head?