Friday, hubby took me to a western store to see about getting a new pair of boots. I tried them ALL on including this sexy little number
Yep, you guessed it
ankle twisted and I went right down on my (arse). The first thing I did is hope no one saw me, the second thing I did was try to get up and the last thing I did was wonder what I hurt. It is a little dangerous falling when you are in your 60's. Well, thank goodness for this nice little layer of fat I have, because I must have bounced and only have a sore ankle.....
Note to self: Showing off doesn't pay