It's all in Fun until Someone Takes a Knee Strike

This weekend involved some good-natured wrassling with the monkeys, what they affectionately call a “tickle fight”. (It replaced the traditional pillow fight because my youngest can tickle better than whack with a pillow.) I have no idea who threw it but at some point in the festivities someone dropped a pretty good, yet inadvertent, knee strike on my nose. At the time I was a little concerned that I had broken it again. But it appears that the only damage is some bruising and a persistent petroleum smell. This one comes nowhere near The Shiner of 2000.


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