NOOOO not OJ Simpson... remember he's innocent!
Last night, I went to put Haylee's hot dinner in the freezer for a minute to cool it down. She was NOT happy about this. She could see the food in my hand and wanted the food NOW! Anyways, I was looking at her tell it just a second, calm down, she'll live without the food for another minute when I flung open the freezer door. We keep our frozen cans of juice in the top shelf of the door of our freezer. Well one tried to escape...and made his landing pad on the top of my foot.
I have a pretty high pain tolerance. I'll whine about something that just mildly hurt but not cry. Well I teared up instantly. I screamed OWWWWWWWWWWWW and Jon looked at me like I was a loon.
I set the plate of food on the floor and hobble to the couch. He gets me an ice pack because it instantly swelled and had a huge bruise. I spend most of the night just like that.
It is still REALLY tender today and has a nice bruise on it. The bottom of my foot hurts if I move it, and my toes hurt too.
I am pretty sure I won't be playing in my games tonight. There is no way I can get a cleat on tied and no way I can run. BAH! Our first game/s and I can't play.