If you ever saw me on the street wearing shorts and a t-shirt you may think that I have been abused or beaten up. That is not the case. I bruise REALLY easily and in all shades. Bruising is one sure fire way to tell that I have gone back to work. I am clumsy and awkward and often walk into stationary objects. At the end of a long day at work there is nothing like taking off my pants and counting my "mystery bruises"- you know, the ones that you don't remember receiving. Well, I got a good one today.
The picture really doesn't do it justice. It is several shades of purple with that funky 70's yellow around the edge. What do you see when you look at today's mystery bruise? I'll show you what I see.
This is what happens when I become "stupid tired",...I see faces in my bruises and think it is the funniest thing I've done or seen all week!
P.S. I put my keys in my back pocket today and then forgot about them. I was quickly reminded of their presence when I flopped down on a chair and basically stabbed myself in my own ass. I will not share the picture of that bruise with you.