The Fall

This morning I averted another Monday Morning Fashion Snafu. Unfortunately, it was at a cost to my physical well-being. Let me explain. This morning I decided that since it was going to be a balmy 39 degrees that I would show some skin and wear a dress. I haven't worn a dress at all this winter because in my old age I cannot tolerate cold knees. The days of high-heels and mini's in 20 below and 2 feet of snow are LONG gone! So, this morning I decided on a cute little denim number, brown patterned tights and brown knee boots. (Looking cute - getting compliments, I must say)


When I came out of my drive way, I looked up and saw the bus headed down the hill toward my stop about 50 feet away. Not heeding the advice of Rena and Tim (my KARE-11 morning anchors/friends in my head) to take it slow on the icy roads and sidewalks, I tore off toward the bus stop. I made it exactly 3 steps before my high-heeled boots slipped out from under me. I felt myself flying through the air and heading face first to the sidewalk. I saw the ground coming up fast, so I reached out to brace myself. I landed on both my hands and left knee. I laid on the ground for a couple seconds, in disbelief that I was actually sprawled out almost kissing the concrete. "For real, did I just wipe out?" Being the fashionista that I am, my next thought wasn't about anything other then my tights. "Did I rip my tights?" First things first, I immediately jumped up and checked my knee. No rips. My tights were fully intact. Next I did a quick physical check and there seemed to be no missing teeth, no open wounds and no broken bones. I continued my run for the bus, albeit at a much slower, more gingerly stepped pace. I made it to the bus stop in one piece and once on the bus completed a more thorough examination of my body.

I walked away with 2 badly bruised and swollen palms and a sore knee. Hopefully no one was out with a video camera! You be sure to let me know if you see my fall on YouTube!