domestic danger

Sometimes staying at home can be dangerous. Like the other morning. I was minding my own business, putting away dishes, being all nice and domestic when

GASP

our cutting board became unsteady in the drying rack and

BAM

it fell on my toe and smashed the end of it to smithereens.

These pics are from about a week post-injury because, to be perfectly honest, the dang toe just looked too gruesome up to this point. I'll be hop-a-long Maughan-Brown for the next several weeks. My wonderful brother-in-law Andreas (a doctor) has said it will be about a month until I can comfortably put weight on my left foot, and two months until I am fully recovered. Considering it is only ten weeks until we leave for Nepal this is bad news. I think Brendan is keen to make me eat dinner while doing wall squats to keep my thighs strong. I think I'm keen to have him piggy-back me along the Annapurna Circuit instead. Either way, the Nepal trip just got a little more memorable.