Painstaking Song of the Day: "Scars" by Papa Roach Road Trip Wednesday is a ‘Blog Carnival,’ where YA Highway's contributors post a weekly writing- or reading-related question that begs to be answered. In the comments, you can hop from destination to destination and get everybody's unique take on the topic.
This week's topic: What's is the story of your best scar?
Pam's Story: I have so many nicks and holes in me that I pretty much look like a cheese grater. I've had two pretty serious surgeries before I even hit 30--one to remove my gall bladder, the other to fix my stupid knee. However, my most unique scar would probably have to be this long, dark scratch I have on my right forearm.
For some reason, whenever Quita and I attempt to share a dog as a pet, we get a spawn from Satan. One of them was an adorable Cavalier King Charles Spaniel named Skip. He kind of looked like this:
But he acted more like this:
Anyways, as I was fighting to get him in his crate after he chewed on the coffee table/pooped on the carpet/bit my ankle/all of the above, he did some kind of fancy maneuver that resulted in me scraping my arm against something sharp and pointy on the top. So I pretty much had a long claw mark from my wrist to my elbow. Pretty gross. But it's like he sensed he hurt me, because then he calmly entered the crate and laid down. I don't think I'll ever have a pet again.
Quita's Story: Funny that Pam had the knee surgery since I'm always banging mines up. When I was little, I was running like the wind (but not because I dined and dashed...this time), only to turn around and bang my forehead on a piece of wood sticking out from the bed of a truck. I fell to the ground and scraped my knee pretty badly.
Oh, and just a few weeks ago, I was taking out the trash on the way to work. Thing is, I have to wear nice shoes to work--code word for uncomfortable. I ended up taking a tumble down the stairs and the trash went flying. Once again, I skinned my knee until the "pink meat" showed. Yuck.
What about you, peeps? Any nasty scar stories?
13 comments:
I literally LOLed at the dog and monster picture sequence.
Okay - your stories totally had me LOL-ing. I'm so sorry to laugh at your misfortune, but wow. And the pics? Double wow.
Love the pics...yeah, I've met dogs like that :)
Sigh. I had a long comment and Blogger messed me up. :P
Anyway!
Pam, the dog/monster pictures are hilarious! We've had a few cats that acted like that. And that is a big boo-boo!
Quita, it's so strange when we fall as adults, isn't it? Last year I tripped down my parents' back steps and stumbled for about six feet before falling on my face on the rough patio. I knew it was funny, but I was also hurt, so I just lay there for a second, laughing and crying. My brother saw the whole thing happen and runs over, jerking me off the ground and inspecting me to see if I'm really hurt, laughing at the same time, too, because, hey! It really was hilarious. Luckily, I only scraped my knee and palm, but it was just bizarre... I had tennis shoes on, too, so I had no excuse!
In high school I tripped over those drain things on the floor. My huge history book went flying which made a loud thud, which then caused everyone changing classes (the entire school) to turn and see me on the floor. I ripped my jeans and scraped my knee. Yeah, not my proudest moment. LOL.
I'm crying at the pictures of the dog comparison. Hysterical. (Sorry Pam.)
Quita, I had a truck(ish) incident too. Fortunately, there was no wood and it was really more of a mini van than a truck, but it was moving and I accidentally walked into it.
OMG. I literally LOL'd at the Ghostbusters picture. Well played, ladies, well played.
That dog is too cute! And most of the ones that cute act like the monster from Ghostbusters at one time or another :)
I had a vehicle incident myself (people and cars don't really mix I think). I was dragged across the highway by a runaway car, which left a scar on my leg (after weeks of PT)!
Bwahahaha. Loved the part about the dog, Pam. That's how I see cats.
Quita,I feel like your truck story would be perfect on a sitcom. I could see it now...
aughhhh, "the pink meat" made me flail! LOL
Pam-- Great dog comparison photo. Who hasn't seen the ghostbuster creature in the eyes of their dog at least once?
Quita-- a cringe-worthy story. I continue to dork out as an adult. Just can't outgrow that.
Thank heavens dogs look so cute, that's all I'm saying. It's all that bails mine out, sometimes!
And... down the stairs? Oy!
My Pekingese is really a cat and her name is Lucy Furr. She pays me no attention at all and is quite rude until she wants to eat. My brother calls her the pound puppy from hell. I feel like she has a unique charm.
I wear four inch heels with ease,lol. I rarely fall but feel for those that do,
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