I got bruises (alright)

Okay, first, you should probably listen to this song while you read this post. Because it's what I was listening to while I was writing it. And it's a pretty awesome song. And by "pretty awesome," I mean that I love it.

I've always been a little bit...morbid?

But I feel like if I'm in pain, everyone should be able to tell. Not because I'm complaining about it incessantly, no. I want an outward physical proof.

Like bruises.

However, this is not always the case. I actually don't bruise very easily on most of my body. (Except for my upper thighs. Which people hardly ever see.)

So, yesterday, when I was running and inadvertently jumped into a hole, heard my ankle pop, and went down, that is obviously what I thought about (after, of course, the blinding pain running through my foot and "how am I going to get back home").

It hasn't really bruised yet, but I know it's coming. There's some discoloration, but it's deep.

So, at least through the pain and torn ligament, there will be something to show for it.

WHERE DID IT COME FROM?!

I have a HUGE bruise on my thigh. Swollen, painey, and turning purple. I noticed it today, but I have absolutely no idea what it's from. You'd think I'd remember getting hit in the leg with a sledge hammer, but I guess not. Guess that can happen while you're sleeping. Gah.

deficiancy

remember my bruises?

well, i was talking to my mom about them the other day.

mom, i look like someone beat me with a metal rod.

carrie, you are deficient in iron, you should eat more red meat.

mom, i can't afford red meat.

so, i found something else to fulfill my iron requirement.

lentils.

i know, some of you are probably thinking,

ew. gross.

about 7 years ago, i would have thought the same exact thing.

i hated lentils. with a deep and severe passion.

my mom would put them in weird things. like spaghetti sauce. and soup (they're actually not that bad in soup)

then mom found dahl.

dahl is delicious.

it's indian food.

heavy in curry and rice and lentils and tomatoes.

it makes your house smell like bombay house.

it's delicious.

i will be eating it in approximately 3 minutes.

yum.

MOTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i've got bruises (alright).
ALL OVER MY LEGS!
they come from different places.
the three on the left leg, the three that resemble galaxies,
they come from my failed attempt at wake boarding.
(i said failed attempt because i tried several times to get up on the board.
i failed several times to get up on the board)
the other ones have slightly more comical stories.
there are two others.
they came from the same experience.
last night, i went to bianca's house.
we had a dance party, so obviously we had to move the coffee table.
then we decided to go get slurpees. from 7-11. (flashback to freshmen year)
i had to change out of my dance party clothes.
when i came back into the living room, the lights were off.
i forgot about the coffee table.
SMACK!
right into both of my shins.
hilary and bianca fell over laughing.
(i knew the table was there. i moved it there)
and i now have swollen bruises right above the yellower fading bruises beneath.
ouch.