This morning I awoke at my normal hour, stepped out onto my driveway slid 15 feet and instantly realized that I had but three choices:
- Continue sliding until I slid down the steep part of my driveway some 200 feet into the roadway or
- Fall backwards and crack my head, potentially leaving an artistic but unpleasant blood blot at the top of my driveway or
- Fall forward in an athletic and graceful tumble
Needless to say, I chose option three; put my arms out in front, forgot to roll and won a free ride in our town ambulance. I was then rewarded with 10 hours in the emergency room, four hours in the operating room and will now be doing my tip of the day using dictation software.
