Free Fallin ...

Today after church, I thought it was the perfect chance to take my bike off the trainer and test out the shoes and clips I've been practicing with.

I was in the alley, behind my house ... not even in motion really, and yep ...

I fell.

Lucky to have not busted my arm or wrist, catching myself, but I did get a rockin' slab o' road rash on my right knee.

Free ... free fallin' ...

My neighbor saw me ... "Ummm, did you just fall???"

Sweet.

I gathered myself and headed off, to stop by Chum's house, she lives a block away or so ... and by the time I got there, I heard "ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss" coming from my front tire. Really?!? Again, I was close enough I could walk back home. Ridiculous.

I went to Safeway to try and make some attempt at dinner, even baked an Angel food cake (in the wrong pan, by the way and it nearly exploded!) ... while I was home and cooking, I did manage to dump our entire container of rice on my kitchen floor too. I just stood there and looked at it ... Did I clean it up immediately? Nope, I thought I'd walk through it and spread it around a bit ... what a freaking disaster.

The only one who ate dinner was Caloy, and I don't know how to take that because he might eat poo if it was with rice ... my kids are really hard to cook for and I honestly think Matthew has some weird food aversion disorder ... his gag reflex is insane, won't eat or try anything ... could be an oral/motor issue ... something's up there though ... Do I have the energy to pursue it? Ummm, nope.

This week I've just felt like Jabba the freaking Hut. Just gross and bloated and fat. Isn't that a great description of yourself?!? Nice Jessica. Jessica the Hut. Blech. C'mon already period, get flowing and with that let's start the attitude adjustment.

I'm tired.

Back on track in the morning.