ouch, escalator

My Friday night came to an abrupt, but only momentary stop as the escalator up from the 35th St. red-line platform came to a halt. At first, I thought I was having one of my moments where I lose my balance. I was, in fact, falling forward though, like everyone else. Too bad I was wearing a skirt and got a nice, painful imprint in my shin of the step above the one I was on.

Saturday was muggy, but still turned out to be a fun day, complete with a BBQ...and Wii playing in T and E's basement. They did a lot of cooking and cleaning, and were great hosts.