Amber & A Perfect Pair

I got this bruise last Wednesday by walking into the edge of a glass table at Harriet's while trying to check out the view of the George Washington Bridge (and maybe my apartment building).

At least I didn't spill my wine even though I did almost pass out (and it was white).

And then I got this one on Monday from the arm of a bus seat trying to fit myself and Pickles down the isle on my way back to the city.

Maybe I should just slather myself with arnica preemptively?