D'oh!

So you know when you have someone you really like in your life, and want to keep around, you try extra hard to hide your inner clumsy/crazy? We both know it'll come out eventually, but I try so hard to suppress it until it just can't be denied.

I've been letting bits and pieces out, much to my chagrin. "Oops, how did that sketti sauce get there?" "Did you see that table trip me?!" "What do you mean, Sophie isn't a person???"

D has been taking it all in stride, and reassures me even when super retarded stuff comes out of my mouth. But last night I trumped even my most embarrassing moves. And it's so cliched, I can't even believe it happens in real life.

We had been in the back yard walking Sophie and as we were heading back in, I hit the garage button, but it wasn't working right so he told me to grab him a screw driver and he'd fix it up for me. So I'm trotting up to the house with Sophie at a pretty good clip...

And BAM... I run directly into the closed screen door. Face first. Knee second. Don't ask me how.

Ohmygosh.. Did Dallas see?! But before I can gather myself and turn around, I hear the snickers. He's trying reeeeally hard not to laugh as he comes over to make sure I'm ok. I had some screen rash on my nose, top lip, and knee, but once we decided I wouldn't die we both laughed until we cried.

So the crazy/clumsy is out, and I feel relieved on a couple of levels. One, now he knows. Two, now I know how he'll react, and that it's all good.

Besides... if he does ever react badly, I'll just remind him that I have this picture: