I would proudly wear a black eye received under the following circumstances:
1. Being elbowed in the face while fighting for the perfect wedding dress at the Filene’s Basement famous bridal dress sale.
2. Defending my children from any sort of harm.
3. Fighting for the last morsel of chocolate while being stuck on a deserted island.
4. Bolting down an airplane aisle when one seat in first class is offered on an international flight.
5. Tearing a drunk, slutty, half dressed woman off of my husband.
6. Being punched in the face for not being afraid to voice an unpopular opinion.
7. Landing face down on a rock while sky diving off a mountain top.
8. Wrestling a child from the grip of a vicious lion, escaped from the local zoo.
9. Having a leprecon throw a pot of gold to me and getting accidentally pelted by a big chunk.
10. Being kicked in the face while holding back the leg of a laboring woman in an elevator.
However, opening a car door on my face while headed to my birthday lunch doesn’t quite make the list.
{But I did get showered with slobbery kisses, take a nap, have the sweetest post written for me and eat delicious cake. All in all, not a bad day. And thank you all for your sweet comments and tweets. They made me feel all warm and mushy despite the ice pack plastered to my face.}
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When my daughter was about a year and a half old she threw her hard little head into my face and blacked my eye. I went into preterm labor with my son a few days later and the nurses at the hospital were trying to make sure I wasn’t a battered woman! I think what convinced them that it was the truth was when Hubby brought her to visit and she almost did it again right in front of the staff!!! Her hard little head was the equivalent of getting hit smack dab in the eye with a bowling ball! It still hurts to think about it.
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