Cripple’s Night Out

Well here I am, first post-accident update! I’ve been doing really well since my bike accident; I’m feeling better every day. I don’t wear a sling most of the time, only when I’m out walking for a while. My arms do hurt sometimes, and I’m definitely not fully functional (why won’t my elbows straighten?!) but it could have been much worse.

So, here I am, all dolled up for a night out. You will notice my awkwardly bent arms (hey, I’m not healed yet!), but ignore that. Last Friday Ross and I and some of our friends grabbed drinks and appetizers at Restaurant Grace, then enjoyed a six course tasting menu at Hugo’s. Ross’s birthday was last week, so we felt like celebrating. Plus, the tasting menu is half-price until the end of April. It was absolutely delicious and so much fun.

Yellow dress: H&M
Green leather jacket: L.L.Bean Signature
Gray tights: Marshall’s
Quilted black purse: thrifted vintage
Black flats: Steve Madden

Since I had spent the better part of a week wearing sweatsuits appropriate for octogenarians, and with my hair done by my live in hair stylist (aka Ross, for the record, he is terrible at pulling my hair into a pony tail), I felt like wearing a pretty dress. I last wore this for my bridal shower in June, so it was fun to wear again. Sadly, I did need to ugly the look up with my sling when I was walking, but the second I was sitting this thing came off!

Have you ever had to wear a cast, splints, or a sling? I am infinitely grateful that I’m not in a set of casts right now. In the 18 hours I was in double splints, totally unable to do anything for myself, I quickly became aware of what a privilege independence is. Even in the week after the accident I had to depend on Ross to help me around, cook, do my hair, and more (use your imagination). The more mobility I gain the happier I am; I can’t wait to be 100%!

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Salt = sodium = bad. Sweet = calories = bad. Well, isn't that just a bleak outlook. I firmly believe that without salt and without sweet we all just live in a world of lettuce. Plain lettuce. Fun? No. This blog is about life. Namely, my life. But, not that specific. I myself am simply not that interesting. I live an ordinary life, work an ordinary job and do ordinary things. But... life is all about experiencing that feeling you get when you really, really like something. If you don't feel a little warm in your heart when you walk into a farmer's market or try on a piece of beautiful clothing that fits you perfectly (that just so happens to be a great deal!) then you should probably keep on a' movin' from my little plot of internet. Sweeter salt is my metaphor for the good things in life, sprinkled over everything in moderation. Banana? Kinda boring. Banana smoothie - yum! White tank top? Yawn. Statement necklace layered over said tank - now we're talking! I live in Portland, Maine. I love cooking, eating out, riding my bike and approachable fashion. This blog does not chronicle my every waking moment. This is because you will probably not be entertained by the 10th day in a row that I eat the exact same salad for lunch. It does chronicle a healthy, active, fun-filled, colorful lifestyle, in Portland and beyond. It also covers dogs. Cute ones mostly.
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One Response to Cripple’s Night Out

  1. fore front says:

    you look beautiful even in a sling!

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