I'm assuming that all of us have, at one time or another, done something where we wish we were anywhere BUT that specific spot at the particular moment.
For me that equals pretty much all the time.
I've done everything from whispering to myself and then realizing that the person next to me is, in fact, listening to me, and jumping off of tall surfaces yelling "Catch me!!!" at the top of my voice, only to have my friends, and even some not so friendly friends, stare at me like I'm a lunatic as I fall on my face ten feet below. Or even make random, unflattering noises that just seem to escape from my face. Seriously, I ask my face, what is up with that?
I've done so many stupid and embarrassing things that they all seem to just jumble up together in my brain, and I've learned to live with the fact that during many-a-family-meal my comical attempts at normal life are used as conversation starters, come backs, and the ever popular climactic meal story. You know, the one every one remembers from that night because they can't get the memory of their sides splitting, or the red faces, or the food being spewed across the table from so much laughter out of their minds.
The reason I bring this up is because today in my writing class we were told to give an anecdote about our lives. We went around in a circle around the room, each of us telling a little bit about themselves in a story of their life. Let's just say that mine won't easily be forgotten and it includes boys, tripping, pools, and police.
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Not one of my better moments, I'll confess.
But it was fun, and it made me actually happy, to bring smiles and embarrassing chuckles at my expense to stranger's whom I was just starting to get to know. And I think that's the reason God allows me to constantly make a fool of myself. See, I don't like to bottle these things up. I tell many people because after the initial shock of the actually embarrassment-adrenaline thing, I tend to find them rather hilarious myself and I like to let other people have a laugh or two.
So the only thing I really have to say is: bring it on God, I accept the fact that I'm a clutz and will gladly take many more trips, collisions, face plants, awkward noises, unintentionally slams, rosy blushes, and anything else you can throw at me. I'm here to make you proud and to make others feel better about themselves.
:-)
Your funny bone vessel,
Morgan
