Oops, yep I did it!

I come delivered in bubble wrap because I cause a lot of oops moments! 

We all have them, those oops moments who make is blush, feel ashamed or laugh our socks off! I am a big believe in oops moments because I am born to cause them. Some small and some so big that the word oops will never cover the damage. 

Let me say that I am a woman, 38 years young and it's a miracle that no one hammered my head with an axe or threw me off a bridge for causing oops moments! 

Sometimes ( often)  I broke things, a vase ( I can't count them on my ten fingers.) a car window because I was having a snowball fight! ( I swear I did not aim for the car but at the person standing before the car). Or what about the window in my school building? ( Yeah, I tripped and while doing so my bag broke the window! Not my fault they made me carry an bag full with book so it turned into a heavy rock.) I am not even going to mention the time I borrowed the bike of a friend and I forgot to lock it! ( I replaced the bike, don't worry.) 

But sometimes you also have the other kind of oops moments...
You are having a serious conversation and you try so hard but the gas..... The gas needs out and you move just a inch and pffftttttt.... Or you are at a birthday party and you drank too much Coca Cola and just when you want to greet and kiss your uncle good bye the air build up in your stomach finds a new path and travels outside making you burp right in the face of the birthday boy! 

And you have those moments where you think oops but you did not mean it bad at all.
When the police dropped me off at my door my mom and dad almost got a heart attack. The police officer was set on bringing me home, all the way and even went with me inside my home. I saw a few neighbors look at me with their jaws almost hitting the floor. I could see them think, their radars where spinning mad!
I was lost! Jesus! I was lost and I asked the nice police officer where I was and he had nothing to do and offered me a ride home, on the back seat of his BIG police car and I could not open the door myself so he had to let me out! 

Anyways, when I was younger these oops moment cause me to fear what would happen. It made me even more nervous hence I broke things even more while trying to fix or glue them together. But now that I am older and I can blame things on the fact that I am getting older I just tap my nose, chin or lips and chuckle my shoulders while I  think...

Nah, I am cute it will be fine! 

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