london bridges...

Here's a story for you:

Last evening, as I headed to a consultation, I realized i needed some more gas in the old tank, so i swung into a station. All seemed well as i swiped the card, set up the nozzle, and set the auto switch thingy... right up until i turned to step into my warm car. THAT is when i forgot i was wearing heels. that is also when i managed to clothesline myself with the cord of the nozzle. ALSO when i hit the ground with amazing force. onto my knee. I would have cried had i allowed myself to realize the pain. instead, i was laughing SO hard at the thought of how funny that must have looked.

so i wrapped my wound with a bag of frozen summer vegetables and enjoyed an ice cream sandwich, thank you very much.

will i ever stop being clumsy clara? better yet, will it somehow become an attractive quality to a gentleman caller?

ha ha...doubtful on both points.