I always have, but have noticed I'm not getting so many now I'm taking folate daily (as protection from my arthritis medication, not because I'm trying to get pregnant...*I'm D.U.N. done!!*).
However, this afternoon I got a bit of a shock when I looked at my hand and saw this...
Can you see it?
I doesn't show up very well in the photo but there's a pretty big reddish purple bruise on my first knuckle.
See it now?
At first I had no idea how it got there.
Who else does that?
I can never remember where my bruises come from.
Then a faint memory of me actually swearing yesterday came wafting back.
And you will know from yesterday's post I'm not a swearer (unless the children are asleep or out of earshot and I have been drinking...then the trooper in me comes out!)
But yesterday I said, out loud, "F*ck, that hurt!!"
My two year old was not in earshot!
So, guess how I did it?
I'll give you a clue...
Housework was involved.
Then I thought...
"Hey, what a great opportunity to make up my own award."
'Cause I often talk to myself like that in my head.
I'm taking my cue from the Queen of Bloggers, the Bloggie winner, The NDM.
When she was awarded an award she clearly wasn't deserving of (because she can cook),
she left it open for her readers to tell their tales of woe and the most deserving 'won' the award.
(She wimped out and drew MY name out of a hat in the end, but don't tell her I told you that!)
This is my new award...
If you would like the chance to win it...
a) Guess how I got my bruise and
b) Tell me if housework has ever been dangerous for you.
Then I'll either choose the best answer OR
wimp out and draw a name out of a hat.
PS If no one wants it, I'll keep it because clearly, I've earnt it! ;)