Dog training is dangerous work
So my dog is becoming incredibly skilled at indoor parkour. If you don’t know what that is, Google it. I’ll wait. Insane, right? Well, Nia
Tag: accident prone
How to Dress for a Trip to Urgent Care…
I’m getting old a helluva lot faster than I thought I would. Remember the old commercials for the Life Alert? Help! I’ve fallen, and I
Let’s Talk About Warning Labels
For pretty much my whole life, I’ve ignored warning labels. I’m completely accident prone and have been known to injure myself in the most bizarre
Summer of Food, Drugs, and Travel: How I Spent My Summer “Vacation” in 500 Words or Less
The summer is coming to an end, the kids are going back to school, and all the fun things are happening that happen in the
Things You Shouldn’t Do When the Side Effects of Your Meds Include Anxiety
I pinched a nerve in my back. Which, if you’ve never done so, is one of the most painful experiences I’ve ever had the “pleasure”
The 3 Best Reasons to NEVER Dye Your Hair at Home
As you may or may not have known from my glamour shots, I’ve been dying my hair since I was 12. I started out with highlighting
This is what I get for showing off like an asshole
Saturday was my birthday. It was also my bloggiversary (insert celebratory birthday and ‘versary music here to commemorate the anniversary of my 29th birthday and
And This is How Many Times I Injured Myself This Weekend…
On Saturday morning, I attempted to finish clearing the dead crap from my heavily landscaped yard, a task I had begun upon arriving home the
Ow!
It’s really no big secret that I injure myself…A lot. Like that time I walked head first into a pole…or tripped over an invisible wire…or
In Which Uncle Murphy Paid a Visit to the Girl Who Won’t Stop Bragging About Vacation…Which Starts Tomorrow.
And by Uncle Murphy, I mean the writer of Murphy’s Law. The bastard. So yesterday, I started the morning with my usual dash to the
If I’m Not Running Into Poles, I Trip Over Invisible Wires
The thing about working in the city and doing the whole commuter thing, is that when we want to go out after work, we become
How I Almost Died During My Daily Commute. Or How I Was Attacked By Another Inanimate Object.
So yesterday, I was racing to the train (speed walking, not running, mind you) and as per my usual, I was preoccupied with something other
