Man, who would-a' thunk I'd need to evaluate my wood carrying PPE gear. It's been chilly here the last few days, so last night I decided to load up the wheel barrow with wood and park it next to my porch steps. With slippers on my feet I loaded the wheel barrow, lifted the handles and went to thrust forward with my planted (slippered) foot. WHOOSH my foot lost all traction on the icy gronud and I flew forward planting my face directly into the load of wood. If you've ever broken your nose you are familiar with that sickening sound of breaking cartiledge and thats what I heard as I got up close and personal with my load. After I recovered enough and dared to remove my hand from my wounded schnauze, I looked around furtively to see if anyone witnessed my clumsy dance. ( thankfully not!). The nose is recovering today, still reasonably straight and not quite as bruised as my pride. So, for the common good I'm sharing this tale of woe with you and suggest that you leave the slippers at the door when hauling wood into the house! ;-P