Not the brightest crayon in the box

but I don't proclaim to be. I do wish however, that I could stop and think what might happen when I do certain things so that I could see that I was about to break my damn elbows. Why do I have to be so impulsive? I was just trying to have fun with my daughter at my nephews birthday party! And I love the question by KG after the fact, "Why'd you do that?" As though I did this on purpose because I love pain! At least he had the decency to turn the camera off before I started crying and about passed out, but only after stating that I was dumb!! It hurt so damn bad! He knows I don't cry in front of people, so he hugged me and shielded me, therefore no one there new I was in excruciating pain the rest of the party! Gosh, I can't wait to see how they feel in the morning! Enjoy...