Salmon and Camembert Quiche

It was a lovely Melbourne day, meaning, it might not rain so best do what you need to now. So, I headed down to the local safeway for a few supplies I'd forgotten to get after work. It was my long awaited day off, and to celebrate, apart from finally having time to clean some underwear, I was cooking myself a nice dinner. I quickly grabbed what I needed, dodging the mean old ladies who frequented my local shop, and got out. As I walked to my car, i went to step over one of those dividing walls around the trees, and fell flat on my face, in slow motion, no less. (Well that's what it felt like). I came down with a heavy crash, on my right knee with my right arm tucked up under my shoulder. You can imagine my horror...and pain! I drove home a little shaken, but thought I was o.k, but I hurt my arm so bad I had to take a day off work!
Now, the bugger about hurting yourself, or just being sick like I was last week, when you're single, is that you have to take care of yourself, and when you're incapacitated, that can be a little tricky. All I really want in these times is my mum, but she's not actually that helpful. She's always slightly annoyed while making you a cup of tea. So, there i was, putting paw paw ointment on the gash on my right knee, wondering if I'd broken my arm (a hairline fracture perhaps? Thats what Greys Anatomy does to you) and wishing there was someone to say "Are you o.k?", "can I get you some ice" or "would you like a cocktail with that ice?" Instead I sucked it up, made my dinner with a glass of wine in my hand and was thoroughly impressed with my bad self.
The funny thing about being single, is that there are moments when you think having bloke would make things easier. You know, when you're sick, or hurt, or bringing in the groceries. But really, being single is easy...it's relationships that are hard.
Take it from me, I can't make 'em stick to save myself! salmon and Camembert Quiche however, is a snap.