I hurt my neck this morning. And while I'd love to be able to say that I hurt it while throwing a perfect crescent kick at karate or defending my children from rabid attack monkeys, a.) that would be lying and I never lie and b.) it would be weird for me to have been at karate this morning.
No, in true Lisa-style, I hurt my neck while putting on my shirt. Pretty pathetic isn't it? So now I'm sitting on the sofa, trying hard not to look too quickly in either direction, lest my neck just snap and my head go rolling under the sofa.
So, I'm going to go and take some more ibuprophen and lie on the sofa and whine a bit.