The other day Bossy was explaining something with her arms flying all about — which never happens except every minute of every day — when suddenly Bossy smacked her elbow on a doorframe so hard she thought she heard the sound of bone shattering.
Bossy took the above photo in a bathroom mirror to document the elbow’s bruise after less than 24-hours, but when Bossy downloaded the photo to her computer, she couldn’t stop staring at it because the angle of Bossy’s arm, combined with the large welt, reminded Bossy of something. Finally Bossy figured it out:
Happy weekend, Bossy’s council.
Ruddy! Have a good weekend.
OUCHY!
So sorry Bossy!
BWHAHAHAHAHHA! Oh, sorry.
ouch. the not funny bone.
So, did you break it?
Have you checked out my blog? I have a hideous picture of my broken nose and forehead.
You’re right. I got a chuckle at your expense. Nice that you can see the humor in even your own injuries.
Ice ice ice ice ice ice!!!!!
I too banged my elbow so hard against the door frame.. it’s never been the same since.
I think the nerve was affected b/c of the hit & then the swelling. How I wish I had iced it ’til it turned blue!
Quick! Ice!
Oh. That looks like it still hurts!!
OUCH! I walk into furniture and always have bruises on my legs, but they don’t have as many nerves….
i have a sneaky suspicion you may have been doing an imitation of me
Ouch. Be careful of your funny bone. Many of us would miss it.
Damn. If it gets bigger than your boob I’d go see a doctor!
Dude you’re a mess!!!! Club Bobo is open for the season
I am forever banging a knee, elbow, finger, knuckle. Lots of bruises but no reindeer noses YET.
Di
To paraphrase Rudolph, “Me thinks you’re cuuuuuute! Me thinks you’re cuuuuute!”
Lynn & Bossy have matching elbows. Arnica, I say!
Happy weekend, Bossy and Bossy’s giant friggin’ elbow bruise!
Dear lord gah is that not the whole of life? It’s like the poor man’s version of We Are ALL ONE—sometimes I feel like, at a certain point, it ALL reminds me of something else. And I love that. And I’m quite fond of Bossy for illustrating this so very clearly.
BOSSY, clearly that injury did not break your funny bone!
I’m sorry your elbow esssploded!
Heh. I talk with my hands, arms… well, whole body too. Someone once asked me if I was a flight attendant in a past life. :-p
Was wine involved in this incident? That thing is the size of a lemon!!!
Oh my! That’s a hellova bruise, Bossy. Ice and rest. And wine. Feel better.
–>That is hilarious. The comparison – not the bruise.
Hope you are feeling better now. I have no icky bruises…just icky rash from an allergic reaction to an antibiotic which is NO fun in the hot summertime.
Happy fathers day to Bossy’s real husband, not that Cusak guy. Also to Bossy’s bro and of course Bossy’s dad!
That’s some serious flailing! How cool to have evidence of it. I hope some day to speak so passionately that I result in bruises as well…