just when I thought life couldn't get any crazier.

so I'm at the mall on Saturday afternoon when my phone starts ringing.  it's Gary.

me: hey, what's up?

Gary: yeah, could you come home, like ASAP?  I need to run to the E.R.

immediately, my heart begins to pound.  lub-DUB, lub-DUB.  I feel as though at any second, I might faint.

me: why?  what's going on?

I glance around for something to hang on to, which happens to be a clothes rack (hey that's a cute top!) and brace myself for the bad news.

Gary: Jake wiped out at the jumps.  I think he might've broken his collarbone.

a wave of relief washes over me, grateful that it's not something more serious.  but still, I can't help but think, another broken collarbone?  to me, it seemed like a rather odd coincidence.  suddenly, I was a bit skeptical.        

me: wait a minute.  are you for real, or is this another one of your so-called "funny" jokes?

Gary: nope.  dead serious.

THUD.

broken collarbone, take 2.  OUCH.     

and you thought your life was crazy?

I... yeah.  words fail me.

-jessica