that would not be my huge burger. some people in my household have larger appetites than i.

roasted red pepper and thyme butter for the corn. oooooh yeah.

luuh my hood

on a more positive note...

little pea plants. again, they are actually much bigger now, this picture is from a few weeks ago. i will never catch up. sorry.

isn't that just the cutest little pot? i have three more, they are from one of my besties karen. i just love em.

would you like some salad? this thing is a salad EXPLOSION now, at least two and a half times the size. it's pretty funny.

thyme.

chives.

the rest of the "garden" save for a few pre-accident purchases is mostly at a standstill right now. it's depressing. does anyone want to buy a bunch of pots and soil for me? no? ok.

two more things

1. tripping. it happens a lot. it sucks. crutches catch on things a lot, because, well, they're made to grip the ground.

2. i learned today that physio is brutal. i know it will get better, but today was pretty bad. i passed out on the table. enough about that.

things that are annoying when you're on crutches

1)i would have to say that my general feelings of clumsiness/unattractiveness/being a spectacle are really starting to get to me. it tops the list. i know people mean well, but after answering the "what happened" thing a thousand times, it just gets ingrained in your head that you are an "injured person" and that's it. no one cares about your hair when you're making a racket trying to get between tables at a restaurant. also, i am nervous to wear a skirt because if a sudden wind were to pick up i would be defenseless as my hands are in use at all times. i am stuck in stupid jeans and it's frigging summer. don't tell me to wear shorts, they are at the back of the closet in my "summer" storage and i can't get to them BECAUSE I'M ON CRUTCHES.

2)regarding hands being in use-i never realized that it is impossible to carry something from point A to point B when you're using crutches. everything i do has to be done in small steps. fridge to table, to other end of table, to counter, to stove. i have to get people to leave glasses of water in various places because i can't carry them around. i can't clean the cat litter, because i could only hop with it. it would be a nightmare should it spill/i trip, you can imagine the rest.

3)putting clothes on. i have to select clothes, wind them into my fingers, get to a couch, and gingerly put them on. alternatively i can hop while carrying the clothes normally, but then i'm hopping naked and no one, including me, wants to see that.

4)my other foot. i am so sick of standing on one foot. i don't know how those pigeons do it. i guess one would adapt by necessity. my whole body feels "off" and out of alignment.

5)boredom. i am pretty much captive in my apartment. of course this means i am noticing all of the things i want to do around the house, but of course i can't DO them. so my to-do list is growing, and my ability to do anything is non-existant. this makes me stressed. how can someone be bored and stressed at the same time? it's torture. i can't even drink to pass the time because i'm scared to trip/fall down the stairs/hurt myself even worse.

6)dropping things. think about it. YOU try bending over on crutches.

7)relying on people. i just want to be left alone but i need help. i can't grocery shop or do my laundry or wash the floor or even make a decent meal.

8)pervy men. i realize that some men find vulnerability attractive, but seriously, do not look at me lecherously when i can't get away from you. i do not want to feel your gross pedo-breath on me when you're holding the door and asking what happened in the most self-satisfied "i'm saving this in my memory bank for later" tone. go show someone else how sensitive you are.

9)making the bed. it's hard to spread out the duvet when you're ON it.

10)being angry all the time. i never write angry posts. it's not my style. i like to "let it go". sorry, internet, no choice in this one.