I used play college rugby.  I wasn’t really that good at it, but I played.  Never really got hurt.  I’ve climbed slippery mountains, skied some gnarly New England ice, and skated in a women’s ice hockey league.  Never really got hurt.  Makes sense, right? That’s because I’m the type of girl that wipes out walking down the stairs and is out for the entire day.

I rammed hard.  The whole base of my skull soon felt numb and my back ached.  This was, you might imagine,  a problem.  But, this wasn’t my worst problem.  By far my worst problem was that I kept hearing R2D2 screaming in his robotic voice from the other room.  This had never happened before, it was disturbing.

It want like this:

“My blah, blah, blaahhhh…..”

“Did you hear that?” I asked my husband, starting to think that I’d officially gone crazy.

“What?”

“I heard a robotic voice.”

“No you didn’t.”

“I think I did.”

At this point, we were wondering if maybe I was having some brain problems.  Maybe a slight psychotic episode or a little brain bleed,  but since my head didn’t have a bump and wasn’t sore to the touch we just wait for more crazy to appear.  Eventually, he went into the basement and I was alone.  That’s when it happened again.

“It is time to get…”

Okay, this was getting crazy.  What in the heck is that?  I turned off the TV as I waited for R2D2 to make another appearance.

Finally, I heard him from the next room.  He said, “MY BATTERY IS RUNNING LOW. PLEASE PLUG ME IN NOW.  MY BATTERY IS RUNNING LOW PLUG ME IN NOW.”

I followed the sound and found that it wasn’t R2D2, but the bluetooth speaker talking to me like a normal person.

So no need to worry, my brain is intact for now.  Well, I think it is.  I’ll let you know if I start seeing some purple unicorns, or a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow…