Dinner and a concussion….

So a few weeks ago I drove to Indiana, PA for a birthday function in honor of Ms. No Beans. It was her 23rd birthday and there was food, laughter, friends, and mashed potato cake. I had a great time. The evening winds down and we all go to say goodbye and promise to see each other on Saturday for the final tri-birthday celebration. As we all go to our respective cars, I locate my gas guzzling monster in sapce #3. Now it is important to note that this car I have now I have to get a running start and jump into it or use the running boards. This particular night I chose to use the running boards. This car sits about 800 feet off the ground. I digress and you get the picture. Just an FYI I don’t hate my planet I am actulally a green patch supporter, protea plants unite, just check facebook. Now in order for me to get my 5′8 self into this car like I said I either run and dive in, praying the door is open or use the running boards. A key element to this story is to know that my shoes are made of wood. Kid you not wood. So i step up on the running boards and swoosh. My arms went up and back, my feet slide one way and my body fell on the ground. However, the most important aspect of this story is to know that my head refused to be left out of all the comotion. Smack my head went on the pavement. Ouch was all i could muster. Rufus came over to check me out and I assured her I was okay. So driving home i somehow could not remeber singing happy b-day to Ms. No Beans and what b-day is complete with out a song. Sometimes a jig too. Well apparently we had already sang, who knew? Everyone but me. So I spent the next few minutes on the phone answering a series of questions. Can count down from 100 reducing by 7 each time, who can do that without stopping to think first? You have to think, use finger and toes. I assured my friends that I would have the girl on the couch check me out when I got home, she is a PA. They were reluctant to let me go, that is why they are the kind of friends I need. So I get home and Jenny checks me out by giving me a complete physical and asking to see my insurance card, bill me later girl on the couch. The next morning I called my DOC since my head is still pounding, wow, like it is pounding. His advice, get some rest. Noted! So here I sit with this puonding headache at work and this ladi is asking me what kind of bologna I like, the squre or round kind. To hell with this I am going home to get some rest.