Coffee beans and bum knees...
So I figure I'll just clump all of the embarassment for the week into one post. We'll start with Tuesday when I was walking and slipped on spilled water by a water fountain in my building at work. I did as much of a split as my legs would allow and one knee hit the ground really hard. My knee and inner leg is sore, but my pride hurts alot worse. sigh. So while I'm still sore and was told to rest it, I have a 2.5 year old and needed groceries. I ventured to walmart. Whenever we go to the grocery store, I try to make it a learning experience. I quiz her on which veggie is which, count the oranges in the bag, you get the picture. She was really excited when we got to the coffee bean section, because on occasion my mom lets her push the button to grind the beans at her house. We are plain, already ground maxwell house, so for her it's a treat. I took a couple bean from the self serve section and she smelled them and asked to keep one. We made it to the next aisle and I got ...
