Fall arrived this year on Sunday, September 22, 2024.
So how did I bring in the new season? By falling, of course.
Not that I wanted to. Unfortunately, my body was beat up and bruised pretty badly, along with my ego, courtesy of Lauren’s dog Iggy (who we love so much!!!) But who knew that Ig blends into the carpet, almost disappearing, especially when the light is low? Now, whenever we keep her overnight, I’m used to Iggy sleeping on my side of the bed. This time, though, she decided the major walkway in front of our bed was the place to lay her head (after David and I had gone to sleep.)
Did I also mention that we travel this path quite frequently…in the dark?
Anyway, it was just beginning to get light outside when I tripped over Iggy and fell in dramatic fashion – face forward. So my knees were banged up as was my right wrist, along with most of my body. (That’ll teach me to not wear my glasses when morning is breaking!)
The silver lining, I suppose, is that I could feel my back pop all along my spine as I flew forward. The popping actually felt pretty good. Even so, I screamed. Use your imagination regarding which expletives I used. Seriously, I don’t know how I didn’t break a bone or two, but, thankfully, I didn’t!
During this commotion, Ig Dog never even looked up.
WTF, Iggy?!!! You don’t care that you could have killed me?!
Thankfully, David woke up. As he grabbed my arm and hand, helping me get up from the floor, he told me that he, too, had tripped over Iggy and fell during the middle of the night. He was okay, though. Maybe a little resentful as he relived the details (hey, I’m not the only one in the house who swears!), but at least he was okay.
And I’m thankful he was, too, because I must have been dead to the world when he did this. I never heard him fall or scream. Not that I think he screamed. He might have muttered. Because isn’t that just like my courteous ninja-husband to fall stealthily, so he wouldn’t wake anyone else up? Still…
As I headed into the living room, David went back to bed and I heard Iggy snort. (One of the reasons I call her Piggy Princess is because she snorts like a pig — a very cute pig, though!) Also, this was the first sign of life I’d heard from her.
The great news is we all made it fully into autumn… alive.
In the future when Ig stays with us, we’ll have to figure out how not to fall over her in low light or in the dark.
Needless to say, I ended up taking Advil. I probably should have used the heating pad, too, or is it the ice pack you’re supposed to use? Either/or, in the end, I didn’t use anything. It was too early in the morning to try and figure that out.
Afterward, I sat down and started watching our local news. The announcer said that at 7:43 AM CST, we moved into autumn. And looking at the clock and thinking about what had just transpired, I’d say it was right about that same time when I tripped over Iggy. Therefore, I fell into fall.
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Also, I wanted to brag about as well as say THANK YOU!!!! to my very good friend, Julie, who made the “Hello, Sunshine” canvas at the top of this post. I love it! She’s incredibly talented, and I told her she needs to either open up a shop or sell stuff like this online. I’m lucky to have her as a friend!😊
Also, Happy Birthday to David, daughter Lauren, Ollie, Maddie, my brother Richard, Scott and my writer’s group friend, Donna!
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Anyway, I hope, Wayward Friends, your autumnal season started off with less clumsy, death-defying experiences than David’s and mine did! If you don’t mind, please tell me one new thing about your world? Or more things if you’d like! Or not any, if you don’t wanna. It’s all good! Can’t wait to hear from you!
And now for your listening pleasure —
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and for the birthday people I mentioned above,
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Until next time — Sparkle On!
Mona
I’m glad no major problems resulted.
FYI: I can’t post comments on your blog via the WordPress Reader, which is what I use to post comments on all other blogs. Doung so via the Reader is much easier.
Thanks, Neil, for letting me know. I’ll look into this. 🤔Have a great week ahead! Mona
I like being called your Wayward Friend, but am not happy to read about your fall. Granted there’s a wonderful amount of serendipity to take a fall when fall is starting, but less drama please. Glad you’re okay.
Hey Ally,
Thanks for your thoughts. I’m glad you’re my Wayward Friend, too; and I appreciate you very much. Also, I’m glad all I needed was Advil. I’m not sure what you mean by “less drama please,” though. Do you mean you wish I had less drama in my life or that you wish I just wouldn’t write about the drama I experience? Because rarely can I control the events in my life; and, of course, I write about my life, including the good and those more trying moments. And trust me, I haven’t written about some of the more hardcore drama. More importantly, I try and write from a humorist’s perspective — my perspective. Soooo, is this type of writing too intense for you or is there something else? Have you or someone you know recently fallen? No judgment, just trying to understand. I hope you write back. I always find what you say valuable, Ally. BTW, if either David or I were seriously hurt, I wouldn’t blog about it. Lastly, I find taking a light-hearted approach, sometimes even laughing about something or looking at something with a little bit different perspective, lessens the impact, as long as I’m not laughing about a tragedy or I’m not laughing at a specific person. Laughing about a person’s or peoples’ suffering isn’t funny or amusing in my humble opinion. But the absurdity of life, events, etc. is always fair game. 😉 I’m less a docu-drama woman and more of an “I Love Lucy” kind of girl…who sometimes uses expletives. Hugs, Mona
I would say one of the advantages of life with Dalmatians is they don’t blend in, at least not in our house, but then you can never tell what color a dog is in the dark. However they are high energy dogs so if I’m up walking around they’re with me. That can also be a disadvantage, of course. If I move slightly they’ll go from being sound asleep to “WHAT WHAT’S GOING ON? IS IT AN AIR RAID? ARE WE GOING SOMEWHERE? I NEED TO GO OUT NOW!” in a millisecond.
Anyway I hope all that popping actually did your back some good and that you and David are only bruised. And I also hope your friend Julie reads this blog so she can know she’s being recognized for some really cool work.
Hey Chris,
Thanks for the giggling and the vigorous head nodding as I read this! Poor Ig is getting to be a Piggy Princess of a certain age and doesn’t move for anyone anymore … unless one pays her in treats! Hugs, my friend! Mona
You sure did fall into fall! I’m glad you didn’t break anything. You must’ve hurt like hell afterward. I think we DO share a curse! I wish someone would take the needle out of the voodoo doll – I need a break and I’m sure you do, too.
Hey Deb,
You said it, Lady!
Hugs, Mona
Hey lady! Glad you weren’t seriously hurt. Those pets are such good little trip hazards aren’t they? Happy Fall (the season of course)!
Hey Rhonda,
They are! Now Bud’s decided to do the same. Only, this time, I nipped Bud in the bud (or something like that!) Either way, he now knows better than to rest or sleep in the middle of the walkway. Happy Autumn to you as well, my friend!
Hugs, Mona 🙂