I decided that February 22 nd was the official start of my new year. I was hoping for 2011 to be a little smoother than 2010 and I still have high hopes, but it started rough. Or maybe I should say 2010 ended rough. I broke my humerus bone on Christmas morning! I was chasing Shorty around with a Nerf gun and slipped in the kitchen, slammed my arm on the counter on the way down and broke my arm. (Beware of those Nerf guns!) It was not a pretty site, let me tell ya. I was barefoot and still wearing my jammies . I had just spoken on the phone with Mom and Dad and we were playing before having to get dressed to head on over to Grandma and Grandpa's house to celebrate Christmas with them. (I know...wonderful timing) Brandon ran into the kitchen to see what happened and I immediately started screaming "Oh my God! My arm's broken. You need to take me to the hospital!" To which, my dear husband, who we learned that very day, is NOT good in a crisis situation, started screami
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