Monday, July 24, 2006

How I broke my toe.

Someone besides Jada commented on my blog. Gasp! All this time I was under the impression that I was writing this for the sole entertainment of Jada and Jose. I never thought this day would come!

Moving on, the comment pertained to my toe breakage. The question was, how did I break my toe? Well, the answer is so boring that I didn't even think about blogging it, but here it is: I was getting out of the water at Krause Springs and I hit it on the rock bank. Boring? I told you so.

The cool thing about that comment was that the commenter commented on my beautiful feet. My doctor said that I have great bone structure in my feet. They are size 11. For those who don't know, that's BIG! It's hard to find shoes.

One week ago...sad black toe.

Today...happy normal color toe.

It's still broken, but it's healing. It doesn't even hurt. I almost went to the doctor, but I decided that it would be a waste of time and money. Just like everyone says, "you cain't do nothing 'bout a broke toe!" I don't think there'll be any permanent damage. Someday I'll be able to walk on sand again...sigh.


Jada said...

I think it's funny how in the second picture your toe is not only healed, but well-lit and all painted up. It reminds me of those pictures where they make the person look as "before" as possible and as "after" as possible.

Anonymous said...

Hi, Sera-

I'm the hit-and-run anonymous commenter you alluded to in this blog entry. I'm glad to hear your toe is well on its way to good health.

I certainly appreciate the "after" pic. The polish makes your gorgeous foot that much more stunning. Yowza!

And your shoe size is 11! I am truly in love now. (I've got a propensity -- hope I'm using this word correctly -- for women with larger-than-usual feet.) You're in good company. Uma Thurman also wears size 11.

Jada said...

Sara stop commenting on your own blog. It's pi-toe-ful. Toe up from the flo up.

You're toetally toe-turing me.

SerĂ¡ said...

I didn't comment on my blog. Dude, shut it.

Joselito said...

Sara, stop taking pictures of your toes... Your husband need you. Don't change your husband for a tiny toe. I love you...

Your husband. :)