Walking, 1 - Derek, 0

Later there would be a backstory to the whole event but originally, it went like this: We were all dressed up and in the car, ready to go to dinner. Derek thought he forgot his cell phone and, despite my protests, ran back into the house to get it. On his way back (down a slight cement slope of the neighbor's driveway that was dark due to the power outages) he stumbled and heard a crack. Six hours later we were holding x-rays detailing a fifth metatarcil break in his foot. So really, he broke his foot walking.

Derek and the temporary cast the ER had to fashion because his gigantic feet wouldn't fit in the boot they give everyone else

Examining x-rays of the mythologically large broken foot

Poor, poor cripple.

Keeping the little toeseys warm

(P.S. Later backstory = We were actually in the car all dressed up ready to go to El Gaucho's for a "holiday dinner" with "Nicole and Mitra" (read: proposal plan) but Derek went back to the house to get his cell phone (which was in his pocket the whole time - talk about nerves) and, on the way back, tripped down a cement hill / driveway (to his credit, it was dark since the power was out) and ended up hobbling over to me, very upset, saying, "I just broke my foot." 6 hours later in the ER, he was right. He broke his foot. [He proposed a few days later...]).