Monday, December 15, 2008

He Socked Me Good

Dusty gave me a black eye. No, this is not a case of spousal abuse. I see the remorse in his eyes everytime he looks at me. He feels really, really, really bad.

He was having a dream that people were chasing him, throwing knives at him, and then charging him. When the first guy charged, Dusty stepped over a meat cleaver and right hooked him!

When, in all actuality, he had right hooked me. It was the third worst pain I've ever been in coming in behind certain medical procedures and my nose piercing.

(this is my "well I'm stuck with it now" face.)