Sorry for being moody. I'm over it all now. Thanks for showing you're out there :)
First of all I love love love the monsoon season! I know it was a few weeks ago but Kendall and I went out into the desert and spent time just enjoying the lightening and rain! I got a cool picture while we were filling up at a gas station:
This was a little before we saw a bush get struck and burst into flames... we decided it was time to go at that point... haha!
As for Spartacus, he is getting so big! He is pretty annoying and devilish. He hardly sleeps for all the attacking he does on Kendall and I. However, I managed to catch a snap at his angelic side.
He's winking at you!
Anyways, last night Kendall really wanted to hang up our new gate for our new wall that we had built. (We had an enormous front yard so we moved our back yard up and cut the front yard in half). He has been working on that gate for the past few days and it was ready to go last night so he asked if I would help him a little bit. So, I went upstairs and changed into some shorts, a t-shirt and some flippy floppies.
For those of you who really know me, I don't really wear flip flops a lot- I prefer sneakers or whatever shoes I can wear with socks- it just makes me more comfy. BUT, of course last night I decided it was so incredibly hot that I needed the least amount of clothing on, hence, the flip flops.
All was well until we had to move the gate over to the wall from the garage. I had the side that didn't have much gripping space and was having a rough time walking backwards until I let the gate dip a little to get my grip... and consequently sliced it right into my foot/big toe.
I'll try and spare you the gory details (half of my toenail and part of my toe is now gone) but I did not need stitches! Funny thing was, while I was limping upstairs
and hopping to the bathroom, I noticed Kendall kept throwing toilet paper, IBprofen, ice and bandaids at me while running around everywhere... it wasn't until after I was settled in with my foot in the tub that he finally exclaimed "I'm gonna pass out!" and quickly left the room. Haha. I can't call him a wuss (there was a lot of blood and it's a few pretty bad gashes) but at least he helped me get everything I needed before hastily making his exit! :) Funny guy. He gets that squemishness from his dad, for sure.
So now I am confined to flip flops for the next who knows how long. At least on one foot. So far I can limp around with it a little as long as I take breaks in between outings (outings of a trip downstairs or up ha!). I figured if my one toe is going to be mutilated and wrapped in an entire bandaid box, at least my other toes can look nice:
I shall be an invalid for the next month or so.