Nose... still in tacked, however, still sore. This morning (5am ish) I trashed my baby toe on the corner of my bed as Michael requested I come to his room. I was so tired that I ignored the pain and went to sleep - wicked. It didn't tear the nail completely off, but it is gross.
Now Michael decided to wack himself in the face with the stick while we were out adventuring this afternoon - awesome... he has two really nice welts right under his eye.
And now? Well I'm going to make sloppy joe's and then hang out for the rest of the day. Cleaned the kitchen - finally - and want to tackle a different room tomorrow.
Happy 2011! Couple more days off - hooray!