Ok, so let me start by saying Im a clutz. I just am. I was born without the "graceful" gene
So, I had a date set with one of my favorite people. I dont get to see him very often, so I wanted to surprise him this
time. I put on my beautiful long black dress and decided I would wear my Stilleto Heels. I mean, what could
go wrong? Right? I only have to walk across the room and then they will be coming off anyway.
Besides, Ive worn these heels before and Ive gotten pretty good at staying upright on them

So, in he comes, turns
to lock the door behind him. Meanwhile, Im slowly, seductively (I like to think so anyway lol) walking towards him. The
whole time, my mind is thinking one foot at a time. I got this! Left foot, right foot.
I make it almost all the way to him, when it all went terribly wrong.
Im not sure exactly what happened because its all a blur now. I just know I stumbled to the right, then the left
and my mind is screaming DONT FALL, DONT FALL This is gonna HURRRRRR *BOOM*! Right on the floor on my butt.
Of course Im humiliated. Im embarrassed. Is it possible to crawl under the couch now? I cant POSSIBLY look up at
my sweet, wonderful friend now.
Suddenly, I start hearing this kinda wheezy sound. Its coming from the direction where I last saw my friend standing.
Ok, I gotta look at him now. Did I mention this guy is TALL? Like 6'4 or so. This explains WHY I decided to wear the stilletoes folks
So, I slowly turn my head in his direction. And I SLOOOWLY start looking upwards. I reach his waist, and notice he seems to be
shaking. Like, these weird spasms.
Oh GREAT! Im sitting here, legs splayed out (VERY unladylike) Beautiful dress hiked up to my waist, left shoe
(Which I now call the "GOOD" shoe) still on my foot, right shoe (EVIL, BAD shoe) sitting close by looking all
innocent and suff and to top it ALL off, I've killed my client. I dont know, heartattack? Stroke? Who knows?
Hes still making these wheezy noises. Sooooo, I finally get the courage to look all the way up. Hes standing there,
hand covering his mouth, tears running down his face LAUGHING.
At this point, he opens his eyes, looks at my face and DOUBLES OVER with laughter. Well, if you cant beat 'em join 'em I always say.
So, I start laughing too. I mean, if you cant laugh at yourself, ya know?
So, he finally composes himself enough to come over, take my GOOD shoe off my foot and help me up off the floor.
Once we establish Im ok and unhurt (just a little bruise on my butt) this wonderful, sweet man places his hands gently
on either side of my face, looks deeply into my eyes and softly says
"I cant WAIT to see how you surprise me NEXT time!!"
Needless to say, the date turned out to be one of the best Ive had
in a loooong time. Laughter really IS the BEST medicine!!
I hope y'all have a GREAT weekend!! HUGS!!!