I did two rather interesting things today.
One, I gracefully fell out of a big, white, 12-passenger van.
You see, I was wearing my awesome honey-colored cowgirl boots with tassels.
Despite their awesomeness, they lack a rather important feature.
The soles are silky-smooth leather and the heels are about 3" high.
Very bad combination.
Anyway, as I was attempting to step onto the running board, I slipped, and down I went.
And frankly, it was not very graceful.
I shrieked, unsuccessfully tried to catch myself, hit the running board (but not with my feet)
and started laughing so hard I almost cried.
It was interesting.
Slightly embarrassing, but quite hilarious.
Two, I tried pulled pork pizza.
I don't really have much to say about it.
Except perhaps that I don't love it.
Something about the combo of pizza crust, BBQ sauce, pork, and mozzarella cheese
just didn't appeal to me.
But at least I can say I tried it now, right?
p.s. I decided to remove the floating leaves because my sister said she couldn't stand them. If you miss them terribly, let me know.