Oh, give me a break

Just got back from Nice Little Market - where I managed to not see a grape someone had dropped in the produce section. I stepped on said grape, foot went out from under me, and I did a graceful, swooping flop to the floor.

What is it with this falling on slippery crap lately??

So the ibuprofen is making the still-sore-from-before self feel better, but the dignity is wounded. Actually, wrist hurts - same wrist I landed on in February...the wrist that had just finally felt better.

The squished grape remains on the seat of my pants added such a nice touch.

Feh.