
I'm so not graceful.
In fact, I'm downright clumsy sometimes.
Now, I'm not one of those people who trips over their own feet, (usually) but I do tend to drop/knock things over quite often. This weekend was no exception.
Yesterday at Chris' family brunch, I must have dropped my knife like four times. I kept knocking it off my plate. Then at my house for dinner, I knocked over a basket full of little chocolate eggs and various candy. For my grand finale, at my dad's I elbowed a wine glass off of the table, and broken glass got all over Chris.
I only mention all of this because I just now dropped my packet of pop rocks (strawberry) all over the floor, and I keep stepping on them and crunching them all over the place. This makes me sad for two reasons...
1. I have to clean my own office.
2. I wanted the taste explosion in my mouth, not on the bottom of my shoes!
So yeah. Molly = not graceful.
I had a great, but busy weekend. We spent a lot of time with family, and that was very nice. We dyed eggs, made a bunny cake, hunted for eggs, got Easter baskets, went to church, and ate delicious food, twice! We looked at puppies, bought a lot of alcohol, watched entourage, got bagels, and went to Shenandoah. Both nights I went to sleep completely exhausted, and both days were filled to the brim with stuff to do. It was nice, but I feel like I need another weekend, for sure.
Today's my mom's 51st birthday! Happy Birthday Mom!!!
Ok, must go sweep up pop rocks. Adios!
~Molly
Labels: chris; weekend, easter, mom, pop rocks


