Attack of the Toad

[lizzybennet]

I am so very graceful. Yes, you must all take lessons from the extreme grace that is me.

Last night we were standing around on the back patio. Barefoot. I went to take a step backwards and felt something distinctly squishy underneath my foot. It was a toad. A big fat one. I screamed and lifted my foot so as not so smash it. I had vivid images of toad guts flashing through my head. In my frantic attempt to save the toad's life, I stumbled backwards and tripped over a toy. Next thing I knew I fell flat on my butt. It was a tremendous fall- full of much flailing, yelling and pain.

I know you all envy my grace.

Grown ups aren't suppose to fall down like that! Aren't I too old to still be tripping so badly that I fall completely to the ground? This is the third time in the past two years!!

Comments

[texastea.livejournal.com]

The only difference, had it been I, would be the addition of two streams of urine - one down each of my legs. I cannot stand frogs and toads. They horrify me, and my sister used to chase me with them. I know they are useful and I respect them, but I cannot stand to come into contact with them.

I hope your arse is okay, and that you didn't bruise your coccyx.