According to my west coast brother today is Take Your Pants for a Walk Day, Take Your House Plants for a Walk Day and also Walk on Stilts Day. I'm fine with the first two. I never walk anywhere without my pants. That would be too embarrassing. And, while it's not today, I actually take my one and only house plant for a walk twice a year. Once to take it out to the balcony in the spring, to give it a taste of nature, and once in the fall to bring it inside, so it doesn't freeze. The last suggestion though is just a cruel reminder of things I don't do well, or at all. My middle name is definitely not Grace. I have tried walking on stilts. My husband built them for our children. I never got beyond two steps before I fell off. No success at all with a pogo stick. I had similar results with down hill skiing. I could do the bunny slope slowly, but never got the knack of using the tow rope. And speaking of tow ropes, my one and only attempt to water ski resulted in a lot of time in the water, and no skiing whatsoever. I could get up but I couldn't stay up. We won't even discuss my dance attempts. Some things are just best not remembered. We will not be having dance music at our upcoming high school reunion.
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