A Winter's Night Fall

So I slipped on the ice last night, right?

I jumped right back up.  There was no need to rent a derrick to get me back up and into my car.

I fell on my right side.  I caught myself with my right elbow and landed on my right butt cheek.

So why is my left side sore, huh?  

I reckon I pulled everything on my left side out of whack.

Flat as a flitter I was.

And shocked.

And embarrassed.  

I had zero regard for my safety because I immediately looked around to make sure no one had been privy to my nocturnal stumbling.

Of course I knew it was icy, but I came barreling out the doors like nobody's business.

To add insult to non-injury I had to scrape my windshield before I could drive home.

sigh.