Monday Mishaps – Tripped Up

Once again, I bring before you… some mishap that has befallen me. Because if you can’t laugh at yourself, what CAN you laugh at?

My family is very fond of telling me that aside from dancing on a stage, I’m just not all that graceful. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not ALWAYS clumsy, and I HAVE been told by others that I do have a “graceful way about” me… but there are times my family wonders how I ever managed to twirl and spin across a stage when I can’t walk across a room some days without tripping over my own feet. I have always maintained that dancers are taught their entire lives to never look down: “You look like you don’t know the step (or- where you’re going – etc.)! Look up!” So, we don’t look down very often… therefore, we trip much easier! That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it!

Never before has this become more apparent than as I start to do more and more things behind the camera… instead of in front of it.

Case in point – the photo below:

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This blurry picture is of my younger sister and her hubby in the middle of a family shoot in January in Utah. We were all being silly, because that’s just my family, and the snow decided that it needed to get my attention. No really, that’s what happened. Anyone who truly knows me, and even some random strangers, know that I am not really fond of snow. In fact, it has become a goal in life for my father-in-law to get me to do a Snow Angel and to get it on film. Twelve years with my hubby and it has yet to happen.

During this shoot, I was standing in a cleared area of about shin high snow, taking the photos of my and my sister’s families. I took a step, thinking I’d cleared that area of snow enough to do so… oh, how wrong I was! I stepped down right into a spot that had NOT been cleared, and found I couldn’t move my foot and hang on to my camera at the same time. Needless to say, I’m not throwing my camera… so down I went! I proceeded to need help up, because I still wouldn’t put my camera down (really, would you?), and needed a bit of help extricating myself. I’ve been assured by my family and hubby that they’re so proud of me! I managed to keep taking pictures as I fell into the snow drift. All in all… the only thing hurt was my pride. 😀

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