I had a splitting migraine during services, so I left a few minutes after the kiddush started. Seth and I went back to Ellen's and I took drugs and we both fell asleep (me in bed, him on the couch). When Ellen and the kids got home, she saw that we were both sleeping so she went for a nap herself. When we all got up, we had a very late lunch and then Seth went back to shul for mincha.
We came home and I went to get the mail and on my way back from the mailbox, I slipped on the ice and had a nasty fall. I whacked my head pretty hard, so I've got a bit of a headache, but I'm otherwise fine. The mortifying thing is that my sheitel came flying off (mostly) because it wasn't clipped on very well (because of the earlier migraine). So my sheitel was dangling by one clip as my neighbor came over to see if I was okay. I felt stupid, but at least I'm okay.
And tonight...we're going bowling with Robin and Mark. Yay!
