Which came first, the stupid or the wall I ran into?

I ran into a window today.  Smacked my forehead HARD.  Seriously, I have a bruise.  I had lunch at a restaurant with my supervisor today, and we left through the revolving door.  I put my sunglasses on while revolving (“while in the middle of the revolution” sounds more militant that what was happening) and tried to exit the door before I reached the opening.  The glass wasn’t THAT clean.  I’m just THAT stupid.

The knock on my head apparently killed some brain cells, too, ’cause words, thoughts, ideas…I don’t have them tonight.  I’m stealing an idea from MommyByDay and just posting a picture.  Or two.

These were the greatest jeans ever.  Unfortunately, this picture is eight years old, so even if I could remember the brand and style, I’m sure they don’t make them anymore.  Too bad.

Here’s Mom playing Marine:

I wouldn’t say no to this view from my window.

Or this one.

Well, that’s enough.  Gotta give Roxy her medicine and go to bed.  Off to the busy life I lead…

6 Comments

  1. Brother in Glas-Based Head Trama

    Yeah, windows are jerks. Being all transparent and junk – what are they hiding?

    I probably told you these anecdotes (sp?) a hundred times, but I was actually hit [i]by[/i] a window when I was like, 3. I was just riding my trike along the street and some guy was installing a storm window as I passed and bam!

    I also broke a Sears floor-to-ceiling mirror once when I was around 6 because I thought it was a portal to a parallel dimension, and each person was assigned a doppelganger to stop them from coming in. I thought if I sudden ran at full speed, by the time my double knew what was going on it’d be too late. So as my mom paid for whatever she was buying at the register, I took off at full speed straight into the mirror.

    I was not a clever child. 🙁

  2. Not to laugh at your misfortune- but I think I would’ve pee’d my pants if I saw you run into the window. I mean, because I would NEVER do something like that…er..Hope you’re okay!

  3. Zannah

    If you knew the word “doppelganger” at the age of 6, I’d say you were quite the clever child… Imaginative, at least.

    Suz, I wish I had it on camera so I could see it and laugh at myself. For now, my memory of it, while pretty funny to me, is still tinged with embarrassment.

  4. Melvin?

    If it makes you feel any better, I fell down my stairs yesterday. Yes, MY stairs. All three if them. And busted my butt doing it. The only witness was Lilly and she didn’t even try to help me up. Bitch.

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