We have this playset in our backyard that Taylor loves to play on, which is good, because it would not be cool to have bought it and then it just sit there. You can see it back in my Stormy Thursday post.
Anyways, he likes to take things from me, run up there and make me chase him up into the little fort part to get it. It’s kind of a game. So Tuesday night, he takes a tape measure that we needed but he makes the mistake of placing it just a couple inches out of my reach. Rather than give him the satisfaction of chasing him (since he was inciting me to do so), I just jumped up about six inches and was able to reach it. Mission accomplished. When I landed though, I somehow managed to land on the second to last toe on my right foot in just the right (or wrong) way and – POP! I broke my toe.
I am sure I sound like a complete wimp compared to people that have broken much more painful parts of their body, but it is killing me. And it does not look too great either. It is huge…and black…and purple…and red. I can’t get any shoes on except my New Balance, but hey, that’s not too bad.
I’m told they won’t do anything to fix it anyway, so for now, it’s just kinda there.
Fun. 
Dude.
Philip
June 8th, 2007
I’m just glad you did not feel the need to provide a photo
wencke
June 9th, 2007
I am so sorry:( Did you get crutches? Ha!Sorry. i just watched “The Office” (2nd season) episode where he burnt his foot on a George Foreman grill and wrapped it in bubble wrap. You have to see it, if you haven’t already. -K
Kristin
June 11th, 2007
@Wencke: No pictures. You don’t want that.
@Kristin: I didn’t get crutches, no. I have to catch up (start really watching) The Office. I have loved every episode I have seen, which sadly, is only a few.
Zack Rippy
June 13th, 2007