Why is it everytime I hurt myself I moon people?
You may recall the time I slipped off a collapsing chair, onto a deck and took a bit of a header into the heaters at Eric's Boss's house (in front of his supervisor, no less) thus narrowly avoiding burning Eric's Boss's house down?
Or how I managed to poke myself in the eye with my own toenail?
Well, my spectacular powers of clumsiness have struck again! Today,as I was walking down the concrete steps of our apartment - taking our rent check to the office - my flip clop got caught on the stair behind me and I fell down the stairs. It was really quite a spectacular fall, as I fell forward my foot was stuck in the flip flop that was wedged in the stair behind me. Thus I could not step forward and break my fall with my feet, I did manage to grab the railing...as I went down on my knees, bounced down the stairs and then cleverly cushioned my fall with my face. I managed to skin my knees, ankle, wrist, boob,forehead, lip and cheekbone. I are the skilled and oh-so-graceful.
As an added bonus to my spectacular Swan Dive onto the pavement, I was wearing a short dress. Thus, as I lay on the pavement on my face, rear end thrust up in the air behind me, my dress fell down over my head. Adding to the fun of my "trip" mooning the parking lot. Did I mention that I manged to scream out an expletive as I went tumbling down the stair, making sure that all in the are turned to get a good look at my undies? (yes they were clean).
See, I landed sort of like this, only less cute, and face down
I count it as a blessing that there is a nice sturdy hedge next to our walkway, shielding my shame from the guy getting into his car in the parking lot. I was a little disappointed to find that no one came to see if I was alright as I adjust my skirt and lay on the pavement for a few minutes before getting back upstairs.
The good news? No broken bones, no chipped teeth, and no concussion. The bad news? I will be bruised up on for my first day at my internship and I am sure people will be glaring at Eric for at least a week as I walk around with a blacked cheekbone, nose, and forehead that is in just the right pattern to make me look like a battered woman.
No one does clumsy with quite as much spectacle as I do :)
Or how I managed to poke myself in the eye with my own toenail?
Well, my spectacular powers of clumsiness have struck again! Today,as I was walking down the concrete steps of our apartment - taking our rent check to the office - my flip clop got caught on the stair behind me and I fell down the stairs. It was really quite a spectacular fall, as I fell forward my foot was stuck in the flip flop that was wedged in the stair behind me. Thus I could not step forward and break my fall with my feet, I did manage to grab the railing...as I went down on my knees, bounced down the stairs and then cleverly cushioned my fall with my face. I managed to skin my knees, ankle, wrist, boob,forehead, lip and cheekbone. I are the skilled and oh-so-graceful.
As an added bonus to my spectacular Swan Dive onto the pavement, I was wearing a short dress. Thus, as I lay on the pavement on my face, rear end thrust up in the air behind me, my dress fell down over my head. Adding to the fun of my "trip" mooning the parking lot. Did I mention that I manged to scream out an expletive as I went tumbling down the stair, making sure that all in the are turned to get a good look at my undies? (yes they were clean).
See, I landed sort of like this, only less cute, and face down
I count it as a blessing that there is a nice sturdy hedge next to our walkway, shielding my shame from the guy getting into his car in the parking lot. I was a little disappointed to find that no one came to see if I was alright as I adjust my skirt and lay on the pavement for a few minutes before getting back upstairs.
The good news? No broken bones, no chipped teeth, and no concussion. The bad news? I will be bruised up on for my first day at my internship and I am sure people will be glaring at Eric for at least a week as I walk around with a blacked cheekbone, nose, and forehead that is in just the right pattern to make me look like a battered woman.
No one does clumsy with quite as much spectacle as I do :)