How many brunettes does it take...?

Even though I've been pregnant three times (including the first when I gained about 70 pounds or so), my ankles have always been as slender as a delicate english flower.  Like this:

Actually my ankles have never done me wrong.  (Talk about giving something POWER!!)  As my waist started to go south (along with my boobs and ass), my ankles and calves have remained resilient to gravity and advancing years.  I've mentioned that here: http://jenmarr.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-promise-to-tell-truth-and-only-truth.html

This, of course, is my left leg...past host of tendonitis in my heel! :)  Sexy right?  (LOL)  







Well, today - actually yesterday I guess - I was BETRAYED!  BETRAYED I TELL YOU!!   I have a cankle!  (Cankle?  WTF is a cankle??

According to the Urban Dictionary it's:  

The area in affected female legs where the calf meets the foot in an abrupt, nontapering terminus; medical cause: adipose tissue surrounding the soleus tendon, probably congenital, worsened by weight gain and improved in appearance only by boots. From the English "calf" meaning wide portion of the lower leg, and "ankle" meaning slender joint of leg with foot.) Pretty technical.  I think it means it's this: However, please notice the brilliant use of color for this cankle.... WAIT!  I just saw that I need to wear boots!!!!  This might not be so bad!! :) Okay, back to the bad news.  The reason for this atrocity?  A LIGHT BULB! That's right, you heard me.  Edison is to blame for this! I stood on a chair in my kitchen to change a light bulb.  Stepped down...onto the side of my tennis shoe.  Instant agony.   Of course I shared the pics on fb...this was a glory moment for me. An ACTUAL injury!  (OMG, can you imagine the damage I could do if I was actually an athlete??!!!)  People said I need to see a doctor, others said I should have hired someone to change the bulb for me. (Hello, Jon Claude's Escort Service?  Yes, I have a delicate need that I need serviced.  Could you please send someone to change a light bulb.  NO!  That's not a metaphor!) Now, to speak to the people that wanted to go on a date with me.  Hello?  Hello?   Heeeeeelllllllooooooooo??????