A month ago I had a pretty serious surfing accident that landed me in the hospital with a broken nose and a very serious concussion. After getting it re-broken and moved over I have had a nice little cast on it… and this morning, at about 4am to be exact, I decided to sneak the cast off… figuring I could just put it back on and the doctor would never be the wiser… and I was right about that part. But what I wasn't right about was how it would look. Since I hadn't seen it post surgery, I was envisioning my old nose only better! What I didn't expect was that it would still be bruised, a grayish color, and more bumpy than when I went in… so after about an hour of crying- turns out that doesn't make it look any better! I slipped the cast back on and went back to the surgeon to show him the bad news.
After the exhaustion of the night before, the disappointment in men from the week prior, and a serious depression due to looking like the elephant woman- I was hoping to sneak home after work, pour myself a bottle of wine, shut the blinds, turn off the lights, and hibernate until Monday. But my girls in San Diego had other plans for me… but turns out a weekend down south was just what I needed!!!
This weekend was already going to be spent avoiding my Mr. High School (he broke up with me the week I broke my nose after I missed our weekend in San Diego- DUE TO BEING IN THE HOSPITAL) so when I saw how horrible I still looked I made it my mission to avoid him. So of course when I found out the a friends party was at the bar around the corner from his house I panicked. And you can imagine my panic when while there I felt a tap on my shoulder. Just knowing it was him I turned around with dread to only come face to face with 2 girls from my past, one was my high school nemesis and the other one apparently was a former friend who I had a feud with and we made each others lives hell (though I say apparently because I don't remember her at all!). The funny thing about running into people from your past is that you worry so much about yourself that you don't take into consideration that they are also doing the same. There I was worrying about my nose and the first thing that came out of my old nemesis mouth was- Hey so I've been keeping up with you the past couple of years on your blog... My mouth just drooped. I don't know why friends of mine would not get bored with my ramblings about my sex life, but to know that people from my past were also reading them was a little mind blowing...
So after 3 days of constantly flowing alcohol, more food than I've consumed in the last month, 1 night of serous dancing, 2 days of laying out by the pool, some old friends that I have missed, some old enemies I have not, some singing, some laughing, some flirting, a beach, a spa, some pole dancing, a chance encounter with my very own blog stalker, a 100 dollar "profit", and a road trip mix- I am back to my old tricks! The bump on the nose has gone down. My tan has come back. The hair's a little blonder. And my smile a bit bigger! Look out San Diego- I'm back next weekend… You better be ready for me!
After the exhaustion of the night before, the disappointment in men from the week prior, and a serious depression due to looking like the elephant woman- I was hoping to sneak home after work, pour myself a bottle of wine, shut the blinds, turn off the lights, and hibernate until Monday. But my girls in San Diego had other plans for me… but turns out a weekend down south was just what I needed!!!
This weekend was already going to be spent avoiding my Mr. High School (he broke up with me the week I broke my nose after I missed our weekend in San Diego- DUE TO BEING IN THE HOSPITAL) so when I saw how horrible I still looked I made it my mission to avoid him. So of course when I found out the a friends party was at the bar around the corner from his house I panicked. And you can imagine my panic when while there I felt a tap on my shoulder. Just knowing it was him I turned around with dread to only come face to face with 2 girls from my past, one was my high school nemesis and the other one apparently was a former friend who I had a feud with and we made each others lives hell (though I say apparently because I don't remember her at all!). The funny thing about running into people from your past is that you worry so much about yourself that you don't take into consideration that they are also doing the same. There I was worrying about my nose and the first thing that came out of my old nemesis mouth was- Hey so I've been keeping up with you the past couple of years on your blog... My mouth just drooped. I don't know why friends of mine would not get bored with my ramblings about my sex life, but to know that people from my past were also reading them was a little mind blowing...
So after 3 days of constantly flowing alcohol, more food than I've consumed in the last month, 1 night of serous dancing, 2 days of laying out by the pool, some old friends that I have missed, some old enemies I have not, some singing, some laughing, some flirting, a beach, a spa, some pole dancing, a chance encounter with my very own blog stalker, a 100 dollar "profit", and a road trip mix- I am back to my old tricks! The bump on the nose has gone down. My tan has come back. The hair's a little blonder. And my smile a bit bigger! Look out San Diego- I'm back next weekend… You better be ready for me!
But in the meantime here's a little taste...
