Well, I got a special Christmas shoe today.


I figured since I couldn't get black flip flops, I'd at least get a black one.


Sheesh.

It all happened last night- I was coming home from Walmart with the ingredients for some Snowman Poop (aka Puppy Chow/White Trash/Yummy Chex cereal stuff with chocolate, peanut butter, and confectioner's sugar) and the Chocolate Chip Cream Cheese ball (recipe posted below), and it was dark, and I was carrying 3 bags, and I was in a hurry to get in because it was freaking cold... and I stepped on an errant rock next to our walkway.

Not a large rock... just a small one, about the size of two fists put together.

I got off balance, fell forward, twisted my foot... heard a small pop.

I had to call Shaun on my cell (the wonders of technology) and repeat three times why the heck I needed him to come outside.

My hero helped me in and doctored me up with ice and elevation, but this morning I couldn't even touch my foot against anything without excruciating pain.

So now I have a fancy black boot for the next 4-6 weeks. Yep. On the right foot too, so guess who can't drive.

(It's called a "Jones Fracture" for you medical types out there.)