
my mother always tells me she named me wrong...she said my name should have been grace. I am not very...how would you put it...umm graceful...no...AT ALL...
it all started yesterday at lunch when i was walking into the building to eat i came off the carpet and did a freaking forward spit...IN A SKIRT I MIGHT ADD....yes that was beautiful let me tell ya! so i hurry up and get to my feet hoping and praying that no one saw me...then...oh yes there is more...
once again my clumsy"ness" (is that a word) got me
yesterday in the pouring down monsoon we were having i slipped and fell down the stairs at daycare picking up melana....
now don't you know that was a pretty sight....and i had a skirt on which by the time i finished with the
CLANK, KABOOM, CRASH , THUD...was up around my neck....bwhahahahahahahaahhahaha i soooo wish i had that crap on video cause i would have killed myself laughing....
i am all jacked up...but it is still funny as hell
then check this..melana...is standing there with her umbrella dry as a duck while i am laid out with legs and arms flailing everywhere and she say's.... mom what did you do that for? God love her...
today i roll out the bed sore as a mutha grunting and groaning as if i am in the body of a 80 year old hobble into the shower get ready we leave..so this morning i was just about to go up the stairs again at daycare dropping her off and she gets ahead of me and says she will go first...and turns and looks at me and says...let's not do do that again today...ok mom....{deep sigh}
when i picked her up today and we were leaving right before i got to the steps she said .... BE EASY going down those steps..k mom...
those are dangerous... i said no mama is dangerous...and she rolled her eyes and deep sighed me...can you believe that?
good times i tell ya...good times!!