Well, the highlight of my day was flying out of the shower bum-smacking nekkid because I thought I heard someone trying to break down my door, only to realize that the noises were actually fireworks, then running to my window (because I love fireworks) with wet, conditioner-soaked hair dripping down my back only to slip on my overly varnished wood floors, hit my head on the wall, stub multiple toes, take out my drying rack, and knock over my $1k air filter which I only saved from hitting the floor by tilting onto myself.
But the fireworks were nice.
I love a free show.
Hopefully the people across the street from me do as well.
5 comments:
The floor show sounds way better than the fireworks. You should sell tickets.
I can always count on you for a great laugh. So funny.
Were you a circus acrobat in another life?? Hope your toes survived the exposure!
watch out. that might show up on youtube one day.
Oh dear. I love the way you wrote this up! Nothing like blogging to turn life's little pains and embarrassments into funny stories, eh?
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