I’m clumsy.

Hey, not a big surprise to many people. Yesterday, I had lunch with my sister and mother at a downtown pizza place. A cute little parlor that serves it by the slice. We decided to take our lunch to the downstairs dining area.

Worried that Mom would stumble on the narrow stairwell and spill her drink, I offered to carry her drink on my tray.

Kristen laughed, saying there was NO way I’d make it down the stairs with one drink still standing, let alone two.

I showed her.

I made it with no problem. I boasted about my smooth balance act and set my tray on the table. Talking with my hands, I

…spilled my coke on my pizza.