Last Saturday I got into a fight with a door. And my nose lost. Tuesday I got into a fight with a different door. And my toe lost.
This morning I got into a fight with a sidewalk. And my hand lost.
I'm not the most graceful person, but I don't normally think of myself as a klutz either. Even though I've been known to get bruises on my legs or arms that I have no memory of anything that could have been the possible cause.
I think my nose, toe and hand would disagree with me. But I'm hoping since that was three klutz-like incidents, I'm done for a while. They agree with me on that one.
P.S. I found out this week that my mom is now a regular reader of my blog (Hi Momma!). I guess now I really need to be more mindful of what I write. ;-)