This next story will come as no surprise. Soooo, I'm running a little late to work this morning but I figure it's ok because someone will be there to open the office and turn on the lights and let our 10:00am appointment in. But as I run through the slush and snow up to the door, I realize it's still locked. I quickly unlock the back door, turn on the lights, and rush to the front of the office. Sure enough, our first appointment is standing outside the front door. I'm flustered at this point and rushing to put my things down so I can unlock the door and let them in. Well, wet slushy shoes and a little wood flooring do not go well together. Before I know it, my feet are in the air and I am crashing to the floor, landing directly on my tail bone and hitting my head. It was such a terrible experience and all I wanted to do was lay there in agony, but I had to jump up and open the door before anyone saw me. I let the people in and immediately go to the back, only to have Dan come in to find me laughing/crying at my little incident. Surprisingly, he was pretty sympathetic. Ulises, on the other hand...couldn't stop laughing. I think my tail bone is cracked. Ouch...
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You really don't get your clutziness from me. Forget about my fall on the ice when I split open my eyebrow, put a hole in my lip, and suffered a sore shoulder. And remember haste makes waste. Be more careful, dear.
Also, don't forget her fall down the porch steps, which you also witnessed. But I suppose, in both incidents, there was ice involved. I guess I am the only graceful one in the family. :-)
there was ice involved in my incident too!! and why is it always me that witnesses that stuff happening?? haha and jess all i have to say is...foot in garbage can :P
Are you speaking of the "garbage dance" as Betillo calls it? It was interpretive dancing.
absolutely i am. i love it!
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