You know. The one where you are walking toward Little Caesar's Pizza and there is a crowd of teenagers right there. The one where you don't notice that the side-view mirrors on a giant monster truck are just at the level of your forehead. That moment when you walk right into the mirror full speed. And hit it hard enough to knock yourself flat on your bum. And see stars for awhile... Not embarrassing at all...
"What? Is this a wall in front of me? Why don't I walk into that too..."
OUCH! (in multiple ways) Hope you're all right...and that your pride isn't too bruised.
ReplyDeletereminds me of the time Laura and I were walking down the street in Helena and Laura smacked right into one of the lightposts. We laughed for about 10 minutes!
ReplyDeleteThat cover stick in the makeup drawer will finally be put to use;) What a colorful life you live.
ReplyDeleteThe more I read your blog, the more I like you :)
ReplyDeleteThat's when you impress those teens by getting back up and informing them you're a stunt double, and you're just practicing your craft. :)
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