Things you might Tear

• Your hair out over upcoming exams...
• That picture of your ex-boyfriend. We've all been there.
• Your favorite jeans that look(ed) fantastic on you. 
• Your Meniscus. Doesn't that have something to do with water?

I've been missing in action lately, my apologies. My lame excuse? I was bed ridden for a while (yeah I know, that means I should have been doing twice the blogging). Then the end of the semester just hit me like a freight train with a bunch of heydon'tforgettodothis things. Lame excuses, but excuses none the less.

So lets go back to that topic of things you might tear, the last option in particular. I tore my Meniscus in my left knee, as well as dislocating the knee cap. That felt great... Your meniscus sits right under your knee cap and helps reduce friction during movement. Its not an uncommon injury, and can be fixed using microscopic surgery (thank the Lord!) and left me with only four round scars, each about the size of a pencil eraser.

 But, you may be wondering, how did I manage to tear it? Great question. I was dancing with a cute boy, in front of a lot of people, at my favorite bar, and at the end he decided to attempt this move:

I'm sure we looked far less graceful than this charming couple, because about halfway into the dip, my knee turned the wrong way, the knee cap went one way (and stayed there) and my meniscus popped. literally. so loud. That was awkward. What do you say to a cute guy, that you just met, that just heard/felt your knee pop out of place? What does he say to you? ...Sorry I broke you? The answer? neither of you say anything. You just hobble/crawl/drag yourself off the dance floor and into the arms of the closest person you actually know. Yeah, that's not embarrassing at all. Then you spend the next few days hiding in shame. Preferably on the couch, with the remote close at hand. Trust me when I say that you're not walking on that thing anytime soon.

The good news is, I have an exciting summer ahead, with plenty of things to blog about. Stayed tuned. I won't flake out on you again.  :)

beegraceful always (even if I wasn't)