Pie in the Sky

While some people may have thought that I got into a car accident, or chipped it during brazilian jujitsu world championships, or defending an old lady who was getting robbed--the real culprit was pie. After finishing a delicious piece of heaven from Marie Calender's and setting the empty ceramic plate on a leather ottoman, I argued a strong point of some sort standing up. I then sat on the ottoman very enthusiastically. The opposite spot--where the plate was sitting--rapidly filled with air. It inflated so quickly that the plate was projectiled in the air and subsequently at my face. The force was so strong that it chipped my tooth while my mouth was closed. (Needless to say, it took a few weeks for my bottom lip to heal.) The blood started to flow, but luckily my dear husband was close by who helped me every step of the way. What a man, I love him. Especially since he would never make sarcastic jokes capitalizing on my misadventures. Sigh...