Friday, September 19, 2008
Just Call Me Grace
Here's my funny/embarrassing story for the week. Each morning I go running--well, really it's more of a slow jog at this point. Anyway, I was going along just fine when I tripped over a curb and down I went, right into the street. Fortunately, there aren't many people out at 6:00am to witness my clumsiness. I fell straight onto my knees and caught myself with my hands. So, no worries--I stayed off of my belly. I got up really quickly and didn't even check over myself until I got home. Even though no one was around to see me (at least I hope not!), I still felt pretty embarrassed. So, now I have really bruised up knees and one of them is all scraped up, like I'm a little kid again! Yeah, I'm pretty graceful!
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Hey, I'm miss graceful, too! When I was pregnant with Ethan, I fell on top of Emma and we rolled down a hill together when we were hiking.
I'm glad you're okay! It's scary falling when you're pregnant.
oh laci! Glad you were ok. If it makes you feel better last year when I was on a work trip I had my suit on and my heel got caught in my pants--I feel to the ground in the middle of this college campus. There were lots of people around and I was carrying my little suitcase of goodies for my presentation.
Do you remember the time I fell in the middle of the street for no reason?? Being the wonderful friend you are, you just stood there and laughed at me, while I gathered myself up off the street!!!!! Seriously, I'm glad you are ok,though.
Oh Lou! You crack me up. I can just picture you! Glad you were okay...reminds me of you laughing when I landed on my butt in the band get-up. :)
Blame it on the hormones and all those loose ligaments. I swear my hips had started loosening up even before I knew I was pregnant, I was constantly tripping, especially on stairs.
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