Showing posts with label clumsy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clumsy. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Truthful Tuesday

Heh... This one's pretty funny. We got a little bit of snow Saturday night, so Sunday I took Jorge (my new truck) out to run my errands. When I came out of the dog food store, there was a truck that looked JUST LIKE Bruce (it's entirely possible that it was him) parked near me. So I was staring somewhat obviously at the other truck whilst attempting to climb into Jorge. Do you see where this is going?
You guys. I SLAMMED my head into the door frame on my way in. I have a small (thankfully it's small!) bruise and egg on my head.
I feel like that guy in the phone commercial who walks into the door. I'm hoping the people in the other truck didn't notice.
Oh, and I have one more. I'd like to blame this one on the mild head injury, but honestly I don't think they're related. I stopped at the store last night to get some groceries and carrots for the boys. I'm in there, picking out my carrots, when I realize my wallet is in the car. Had to abandon my carrots temporarily to go get my wallet. I mean, at least I realized before it was time to pay I guess. But sheesh. Focus Stacie!
Have you ever managed to wound yourself for no reason other than lack of attention to what you're doing? Gone shopping with no method of payment? Do anything else equally silly?


Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Truthful Tuesday

Well, vacation is over. Back home to this:
That's a rude awaking if ever I've had one! Which leads me to today's lesson/confession. What I learned last night is that Tory Burch boots are beautiful and relatively comfortable. They are not, however, good for sprinting from the barn to the house. I walked over to the barn around 9 to tuck the ponies in for the night. When I was ready to head back, I figured I would sprint back to the house since it was so ridiculously freezing cold. All was going well until I caught a toe. I supermanned myself flat out on the frozen, stone driveway. End result? Bruised pride and a lot of bandaids.


Total bummer. Clearly, I'm not meant to live in the tundra. Important to note, the gorgeous new boots came out unscathed.

Anything you need to confess today? Tell me all about it in the comments!