If you happened to read my blog, "Reporting live from a plastic bubble," you know I managed break my big toe in 5 places in late February.

I now only have two weeks and some change left in my oh-so-fashionable walking cast. Thank heavens.

When the boot finally comes off, I look forward to buying new shoes, because I've been seriously wearing down the left ones.

Thanks to everyone who has been so sweet and discreetly concealed their laughter when they've caught me hobbling down the street. Soon, you'll be able to laugh at me not for my gait and stormtrooper foot, but just because I'm tripping and falling as usual.

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