This happens to me every time I make a fool of myself. I am NEVER alone when I do stupid stuff! There is always at least one witness, if not fifty. I always thought my middle name growing up was Klutz! I think that I inherited those genes but it doesn't help me feel any better. I have sprained both ankles, twice. Twisted my knee, twice. I wobble, shimmy, and shake (HA - that makes a great mental picture, doesn't it?!) and I'm not talking about my dancing skills! I like to think I can still shake the booty God blessed me with when it counts!
Side Note: Just this past week, my grandson got poor marks in kindergarten for saying "booty" in the classroom. Actually, he KEPT saying "booty" after he was told not to. That's what got him in trouble. Seeing that I spent most of my recess time in kindergarten inside lying on my nap mat, I would say he might have received some of those dreaded genes himself! No finger pointing is going on here but Horshack is sitting on my shoulder with his hand in the air saying, "Ohh, ohh, ohh...!"
I thank goodness every day that I was also gifted with a strong sense of humor. Without it, life would be just plain and probably miserable. Yes - feel free to shake your head or roll your eyes - just don't forget to laugh out loud. Your body will thank you.
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