It has become a bit of a tradition to play a little floor hockey after our meeting and last night was no exception. These are great times of fellowship... or at least they used to be.
I won't say who did it... but here is what my ankle looks like today.
WARNING: Some viewers may find this picture offensive.
The small white foot in the upper right corner is that of my son... who one half-second after this flash stepped on my foot.
kerux noemata - your source for edifying and uplifting fodder for your soul! (although, the blog is called "thoughts of the preacher" and to be quite honest I can hardly think of anything else except this bulbuous mass on the end of my leg!)