all dressed up in dreams

*cue dramatic rendition of all by myself*
also, i just realized why everyone at work kept telling me that i had cool tights before realizing it was a knee brace: it's reflective! so, i've been walking hobbling around looking like a member of devo or something all day. fantastic.

[backstory on the brace=boy and i went ice skating on saturday. that should probably be enough of an explanation for those of you who know me, but in the interest of my pride, i will continue: i made it an hour-and-a-half through the two hour free skate without falling down. until. lil' miss decides it's fun to skate furiously against the flow and take a dive right in front of me. in a moment of selfless glory, i lept/swerved and avoided killing her only to land on the ice myself. boy's attempt to save my fall coupled with my skate digging into the ice left my leg and knee in a very unnatural split as i did a glorious spin-and-fall. things popped, and i remember looking at my leg with dismay as boy was pulling me and thinking, "it's going to rip off my body. goodbye leg." the leg i still there, nothing is broken, but walking isn't pretty. how's that to cap off a weekend that was otherwise incredible?]