Shopping for Christmas gifts with a broken toe. In other words: ouch.
I just realized why I feel like I'm having an off day! I broke my toe on Friday, and I've been running around town -in pain- picking up Christmas presents:
Broken toes are no fun... even if you draw a heart on the buddy taping.
Hubs sent me to buy his dad a growler. Contrary to popular belief this is a growler... not this.