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Monday, November 18, 2013

* It Could Only Happen To Me *

One of the chapters in my memoir is titled, "I Was Born with Klutz Genes," where I relate stories of my various trips and falls, stumbles and sprawls, missteps and spills.

This morning a goofy, klutzy thing happened to me. The Ronald drove me to downtown St. Louis so I could drop off copies of my memoir along with press releases, at a couple of places. There was a curb right at the radio station's front door, so it was easy to grab my purse and brief case and walk right in.

Not so easy at the next stop. Of course not. There wasn't anywhere to park, so about a block away from the building, The Ronald just kind of pulled over and stopped. The plan again, was for me to jump out of the car, so he could drive off, but as we know, plans don't always go the way they are ....well....planned!

As I stepped out of the car, my right hand held onto my briefcase, and my lightweight suit jacket was thrown over the crook of my left arm. AND, as I reached down to get my purse from the floorboard, my foot had already gotten tangled up with the purse handle, and I almost fell. The wind was blowing like crazy and as I stumbled, somehow I dropped my jacket onto the street, and the wind blew it right under The Ronald's car! In split seconds, I thought....Well, there goes that jacket. Good thing it was a "cheapie." I kept looking on the street in front of the car, because surely it should've been blown that far, but no....nothing. I peaked under the car and didn't see anything there, either. Finally I told The Ronald to back up slightly, and there it lay....right in a little "oil puddle." I grabbed it, threw it back over my arm, snatched my purse from the floor, and practically skidded across the sidewalk, as the wind blew me along.

To be continued......tomorrow!



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24 comments:

  1. Oh, Becky, I can be a klutz, too. I so get this. Hope everything else went as "planned."

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    1. Hi Karen! Thank you ~ I must say, though, that the rest of the day didn't go as planned, either.... LOL

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  2. Ah sounds like my version of "walking" most days! ;) Hope you got in there safely.

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    1. Thanks, Julie! And it's so good to be surrounded by other klutzs!

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  3. Every day can be an adventure. Hope all ended well.

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    1. Hi Myrna! I think just about every day IS an adventure around me! :)

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  4. OMD we agree never a dull moment....LOL same here.
    Have a terrific Tuesday.
    Best wishes Molly

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    1. Thank you Molly the Wally!! I'm glad I help make y'all laugh!! LOL

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  5. haha

    I tend to be a bit of a klutz myself.

    ;)

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    1. I think it must be some kind of contagious thing, huh?!

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  6. Too funny! You take things much better than I would! LOL Thank you for stopping by and helping me celebrate my news!

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    1. Hi Terri! I'm glad to make you laugh! And you are very welcome for my comment. I'm SO happy for you!

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    1. Hi Magpie!! Good to see you here! Yeah, my jacket might need a bit of "work"!

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  8. Sadly you are not a klutz on your lonesome. I am a spiller, a dropper, a tripper from way back. And have the stains, bruises and abrasions to vouch for it. 'Badges of dishonour'?

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    1. Hi EC! I'm usually covered with bruises from head to toe! You'd think I'd learn to watch out, huh?!

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  9. Whew! That's a relief. I was afraid you got tangled up with the car door and went running down the street at 30 mph, or that a gust of wind sent you tumbleweeding across the sidewalk. A greasy jacket? Fair trade-off.

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    1. Oh Val ~ You crack me up! I almost did go tumbleweeding along the sidewalk, though!

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  10. I think there must at least one klutz in every family...

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    1. I don't know....I know a few who don't seem to have any....maybe they are way back in their ancestry!

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  11. My klutziness is a family joke! Glad to know someone else has that problem and can laugh at themselves. I received the book, but haven't had a chance to even crack it open. It may be after Christmas before life slows down enough for me to read it. Can't wait!! laurie

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  12. Sounds like material for another story!

    Pat
    Critter Alley

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