Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

So... as you may or may not know, Nidhal and I had a little accident on the way to my parents' house on Christmas Eve. Asshole AuGres had not salted their main 4-lane road, and the car just started sliding as soon as we passed Pier 23. The car slid onto the other side of the road and into the path of an oncoming truck. The truck won and Nidhal's glasses were broken by the airbag. We got out of the car and basically freaked out a bit. The ambulance came and they strapped both of us down to a board and drove us to the hospital. Nidhal and I agreed that it was kind of an interesting experience being wheeled into the hospital from an ambulance... like ER or Grey's Anatomy. After a couple hours, they let us go. Nidhal was bruised and sore, and I had a broken collar bone and a nasty seatbelt burn along with my bruises. It wasn't until I tried to climb into bed at home that I noticed the problem with my right leg. The whole bottom half was one big ugly bruise and it was swollen to about twice its size. But we're feeling a bit better now. Coincidentally, this is the second time that I've broken my collar bone.

Christmas was nice. Anna and Steph and Dan came. Anna is still very adorable, of course.

And now I'm sick of typing with only one hand.