Twice this week, the first time was last Friday morning going through the turnstile at the Gare du Nord Metro station, I went forward with my computer bag and my rollaboard did not cooperate. By the time we yanked it out, I went flying and landed butt first onto the landing. Very graceful.
Today I was watering some plants on our porch and standing on a picnic bench. I fell off and hit my back against the Franklin stove that used to grace our living room/dining room before the floors were done. I think if I had been anticipating the fall, it would have been worse. Good thing I was wearing a charcoal grey wool coat as I think I would be covered in soot and to the cleaners tomorrow. So, just call me grace, because this week I have proven to be not very light on my feet and happy to show it to the world.
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Good thing you didn't hurt yourself!!!! Ouch!!! And by the way, it's pineappleprincess. Things are just getting a touch on the weird side around here. I felt very comfortable around here...until now.
ReplyDeleteThere ARE people who call me grace, just for that reason.
ReplyDeleteOr, maybe it should be: there are people who call ME grace, just for that reason.
ReplyDeletecan you tell that my brain is already in austin?
I totally understand the Austin thing. My brain is at home with a heating pad and some aleve.
ReplyDeleteF*ck it. I'm leaving...
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