Prolly nowhere! Ride plans ruined! OK...OW!!! Last night walking in the door, Gina directs me to kill a spider under the porch. Every spider to her is like 5 feet tall so I take off my chancla, vertical leap into the air and POW! Nice shot but on the way down I hit the edge of the step, roll my ankle, land on my butt then roll into a half rear somersault on the cement. So now my ankle is stiff and the pinky toes burns like fire, hope it ain't broken! The worst part of it is that Gina has this weird built in radar for injuries. If I have a big bloody blister on my hand, that will be where she grabs me to squeeze my hand when she trips at the mall trying on new shoes. So now I'm hurt, missed my bike ride, and I can expect her to step on my foot a few times today! Not to mention she stripped me of my paycheck yesterday. Hmm, this married life can be rough at times.