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The bruise on my foot is pretty deep. It’s going to be ugly in a day or two. My foot is swelling up a bit, also, but I’m icing it again so I should be all right.

Adam will be home from work in a few minutes. I guess we’ll have to figure out what we’re doing for dinner. There’s a lot of spaghetti sauce, and some noodles, but we’ve been eating that for a few days now. Maybe if I sent him for some bread we could have sloppy joes with the spaghetti sauce, or something like that. Or I could make another frittata type thing. Hmm. Cooking on crutches is kind of interesting.