1. I managed to smack my forehead very hard on the back of a folding chair, merely by bending over and not realizing that it was a few inches from my face. I still have a hurty red spot.
2. I got barbecue potato chip dust in my eyes. Here's how it's done: reach the bottom of the bag through diligence and hard work. Tilt bag up to get those last delicious crumbs. Tap bag lightly, so the dust sprinkles your eyes evenly. Burn.
3. I fell going UP a small flight of stairs, and skinned the all skin right off my knee. With skinning. I do not recommend this.
All of this is just to say, hey, look at me, I'm clumsier than ever now! Except now I'm trying to grow another human! Good times!
And also, it is to say that good blog posts require thinking, and not pratfalls. But pratfalls are all I've got at the moment. Pratfalls, and a jar of delicious peanut butter. I need a snack.
2 comments:
I love you, and you're way of putting things. You turned your mishap with potato chips into a witty narrative, which I loved and found entertaining to read. Not that I'm entertained my your misfortunes or anything, as you obviously know pregnant women are far more clumsy then the norm. When I read you're blogs I find that it helps when I'm missing you! Thanks!
Aw, thanks!
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