graceful much?!

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I am a complete klutz!

I have always been clumsy.

So much so, my nickname growing up {and even now} was Grace.

And not because of my cat-like reflexes or mad ninja skills.

Well, this week I have been particularly clumsy.

It all started on Sunday.

When I was putting the apple pie in the oven, I

touched the side of the 425° oven.
Yeah, hot oven and flesh...not a good thing!

Now I burn myself ALL the time in the kitchen.

I cook almost every night and somehow I wind up

cutting or burning myself in the process. 

But this burn is bad and I think it is going to leave a scar.

{4 days after I burned it}

Then when I was cooking supper Sunday night,

I dropped a bowl {luckily it did not break.}

Then I was getting the A1 sauce out for the steaks and

I dropped the full bottle {yet again it did not break.}

I am really good at breaking stuff, so I was a little suprised

 when I dropped 2 breakable things without them breaking.


Then when the bff was cleaning the kitchen I knocked
over a full trash bag...oops!
She then proceeded to kick me out of the kitchen.


The rest of the week has been just as bad.
I have dropped EVERYTHING I touch.
It is a wonder my poor cell phone has not protested and died!
And I have not meet a table or corner that I have
not wanted to plow some part of my body into.
I have bruises everywhere.
My legs look like a paint-by-number.


I guess my equilibrium is off this week or something.
As long as I do not break any bones this week
I will be just fine!

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