Just now, I was taking a watering can out to my garden, when I tripped over my pantleg (they're too long) and went boom, as my mom would say when we were kids. I hurt my knee, but it scared me more than anything else. Fortunatly, it looks pretty good, although I know it will bruise something awful. I'm grateful it wasn't worse, 'cause it really could have been in a lot of ways.

When was the last time something like this happened to you? Where were you? How did it happen? Were you alone (like I was) or with others?