Well... we all have our days...

   Thought I would share this slightly funny, slightly embarrassing, family story of the day.  Yesterday while playing basketball with the missionary's Eric got kneed right in his thigh muscle.  At first he was groaning about how much it hurt and I thought he would get over it soon enough.  Well, not so.  My poor guys muscle tightened up so much that he cant even really bend his leg.  It hurts him to do just about anything right now (I'm sure it will get better soon though.)  Well, me trying to lift his spirits a little today before he went to work decided I would whip him up some blendtec ice cream for him to take with him and enjoy while on his way.  Well, I'm still new at the whole liquid/ice ratio etc... was running the blendtec and needed to stir it down towards the blade a little more.  I removed the lid and stuck my fork down into it scraping the ice from the sides down to the center.  Well... the blade had not stopped spinning.  I accumulated a stupidity injury on my hand from when the end of the fork jammed into my hand (Its not bad, hurt my hand a little, hurt my pride a little more.)  Besides that it also caused a bunch of the stuff to fly out of the blender, on our cupboards, counter etc.  Eric was standing right there when it happened too, so, more embarrassing.  But anyway, I sucked it up, fixed the ice cream and put some in a cup for Eric.  I felt good about it and it tasted great and I was sure Eric was going to like it.  While in the hustle of trying to get all his things (phone, wallet, keys) he stuck the ice cream on the top of his car.   We said our goodbyes and I love yous for the day, and he was on his way.  Proceed to 3 minutes later.  I get a phone call from Eric.  I thought he was going to tell me how wonderful I was at making blendtec ice cream and how amazing I was and how glad he was to have me for his wife.  Although I'm sure he would agree with those things, the phone call went a little differently.   He said "Renee, I'm really sorry (in my mind "oh no, what else could have happened?") I had put my ice cream on the top of my car, and well, I forgot to get it off and I drove with it on the top of my car.  I now have ice cream down the back of my rear windshield and the cup fell off and shattered on the road a few blocks away from our house."  I started laughing because I thought of all that effort for the stupid ice cream that 1. hurt my hand, 2. made a huge mess, 3. hurt my pride, 4. broke one of our nice glasses, 5. went to waste down the back of a windshield.
   You know, I guess the memory of that will always be something we laugh about.  And hopefully, maybe Eric's leg will feel better after having a good laugh.