Only you could take the Pittsburgh Steelers to the ER with you for comic relief! But since that's the universal language in western PA. We must be soul sisters. Last week I spiraled down cement steps into the garage when my shoelace caught in the door. My wonderful husband watching the whole thing held up 10 fingers, not to help me up on anything, but to give me a score of 10 in the most recent gymnastics competition. thanks, I needed that!! Only bruises and soreness, thank you Guardian Angels! Long live our gracefulness!!!