sadly, i wasn't trying to clean windows i just wanted it open, but since i have breakables on a table right under those two windows, i guess i can't open them anymore haha. anywho, as soon as it happened, caine's eyes bugged out and he went to his dog house for about 2 hours, even refused to come inside (caine is a very sensitive man, and hates being yelled at or around). if jenn has a "survival course for the clumsy" i'd be the first one in line to take it, hubby says at least once a week, "i'm surprised you've lived to see 21." honestly, so am i, who manages to accidentally stab themselves in the hand when trying to pry two hamburger patties apart?! unfortunately, me. i also stump my toe at least once a day on the same table, same corner. ironically, i also have to use the step on my truck to get in b/c it makes it so much easier for me, and hit my head almost every time i get in the truck. just a few examples. save me, jenn! make a class for the clumsy!
