Less-Than-Graceful Moments!

Sometimes Gracefully

Happy Monday! It’s the day after Daylight Savings Time, and my mind is still convinced that my clock is lying to me. Anyone else feel that way? I wake up having mental arguments with an inanimate object: Sure…you tell me it’s 7:30am…but I KNOW it’s actually 6:30am…ya stupid alarm clock…

The adjustment’s been rough, to say the least.

Speaking of rough, Darrin is still suffering from those hard-hitting allergies that plagued him last week. Thanks to his nasal congestion, Darrin has mastered the fine art of sleeping while sitting up, which, I’ll admit, has freaked me out an unhealthy number of times in the middle of the night. Let’s hope this warm (YES YOU READ THAT CORRECTLY) Minnesota weather (40 degrees!) knocks this darn sickness right out of him!

Here are a few less-than-graceful moments from this past week! Brought to you by yours truly.

  1. The one afternoon I decide to jaywalk my way to Chipotle, I jaywalk right in front of a police officer sitting in his squad car. I tried to pretend that I didn’t see him sitting outside the restaurant, but he then proceeded to follow me into Chipotle and waited behind me in line for his burrito. He said nothing; I said nothing. It was like we both knew that our Chipotle burritos were worth jaywalking for. Hashtag MAGICAL.
  2. Faking a cellphone call to get out of an awkward conversation can be great riiiiiiiight up until someone actually calls you in the middle of your fake conversation….
  3. On our drive home last night, I completely destroyed the back of my tongue trying to slurp my incredibly thick vanilla malt through a tiny plastic straw. Who knew those plastic straws could do so much damage? Darrin had wisely advised me to hold my malt and wait until we reached home (we’ve got a plethora of spoons, you know), but how can one sit and WAIT to slurp the malt they hold in their hands? How?! The self-control! The mental discipline! No, my friends. That malt was going to be slurped, which meant that the back of my tongue was predestined to be destroyed. It was inevitable.
  4. I just looooove the water marks the (OBNOXIOUSLY) high-pressured bathroom sink leaves all over my shirt while I’m washing my hands. Thank you SO much, public restroom. Those water stains across my stomach are just what I needed right before teaching a big group of undergraduates. OOTD, I guess.

Have any less-than-graceful moments of your own? Hope you have a great rest of your day!

2 Comments

  • Reply Kelsey Ann Yoki March 9, 2015 at 2:30 pm

    Those water marks are so pesky & annoying! I’m having the same battle with this whole time thing…it is just not fair. I don’t mind falling back, but springing ahead? Not for me. I’m so excited for this beautiful weather to finally hit MN – loving it up in Duluth!

  • Reply Les Gutierrez March 9, 2015 at 5:48 pm

    have you seen harold and kumar…where theyre waiting to cross the street but the sign takes soooo long that finally harold decides to cross and before he even puts his foot on the street…boom cop!

    well i was going to the movies last night. same situation, the light wouldnt change so i told my friend about the movie and then proceeded to cross the street. sure enough, a cop rolls up.

    i havent ran THAT fast in a while!
    its was sooo funny!

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