Ugh.

I had all these wonderful intentions of updating my blog today, and it won't let me upload pictures. Sad day. Be expecting a Spring Break update soon. In the meantime, here's a story that will make you feel better about yourself:

Today, I went by the grocery store on the way home from work. After parking the car and getting out, I realized I forgot something in the car. I forgot that I was driving the Mazda and not the 4-Runner, and so when I tried to duck back in to grab it, I severely underestimated the height I needed to squat down to. Somehow, in a way that only a klutz like me can, I managed to ram my face into the door frame of the car, severely smooshing my forehead with my sunglasses. Well, it hurt, of course, but I'm used to causing myself bodily injury. I do it on a daily basis. So, when I realized no one had witnessed my embarrassing moment, I grabbed what I needed in the car and hurried into the store.

I finished my shopping.

I talked to the clerk.

I came home.

I bought candy from Landon, our adorable neighbor who was doing a fundraiser for school.

I ate a snack.

Chad came home.

His first words, "What did you do? You're bleeding."

Yes, I had been bleeding and had a lovely scab just above my eyebrows. Why? Because I rammed my face into the door frame of our car. Wow. Way to go, Katie. Sometimes, my clumsiness even manages to surprise me...