There we were, cranking out spankings and fresh baked cookies for our guests at unSCruz when it happened.

I tripped on some electrical wires and tumbled straight into one of my plastic totes FACE FIRST.

I quickly looked around.

No one saw me.

Good!

That would’ve been embarrassing!

I started rooting around in my bin looking for LED necklaces to gift.

All of a sudden, something wet started dripping off the tip of my nose.

I wiped it away with my hand.

But the dripping continued.

I looked at my hand.

In the dark, I couldn’t make out the color of what was on my hand but I suspected it was blood.

I called out to Tejas, “Tejas, am I bleeding?”

He looked over at me.

Yes! You are!

It was Saturday night and I had been planning to really KILL IT that night and party hard.

Because I was really tired on Friday night, I went to bed early thinking Saturday night would be my night.

But that was not to be.

Instead, I was given paper towels and ice and I sat down and cradled my head.

A nurse appeared as if like magic and she assessed me.

No concussion.

Never passed out.

But all I wanted to do was go to bed.

So I did.

And Tejas and another dear friend kept and eye on me until roughly midnight when I woke up and decided it was time to go out.

But if you can believe it, I managed to do a face plant and split the bridge of my nose open at unSCruz.

It ain’t pretty. . .