Sooo... A Funny Story (an adventure of the AWTH*)

I've had a plethora of interesting things occur since the last post, most of them involving adventures in experimental cooking (ask me about guava paste!) and introducing my new *family* to some of the rest of my friends...

And my bromate loosing his father, which for me was like losing a family member... as my bromate and his family have taken care of me for the last year and then some...

but.....

In an effort to post, and get myself in the habit of posting, I shall indeed post... however, not on topic really... instead I will share a story for you... a true event... and true to form, involves me being clumsy and hurting myself... A theme you will eventually notice as re-occuring! lol.

So... on to the story.

I regularly go visit my friends Dan and Rose, a married couple with two girly balls of creative energy they call daughters. Visits usually involve some form of entertainment... and ALWAYS include food. This time the TV show Supernatural was Not watched, as it wasn't on, and instead we stayed up late watching episodes of true Blood, as I am still endeavoring to catch up (I think I'm in the middle of Season 4)

Rose bailed on us early on, as both Dan and fellow friend Brad (who was crashed on the giant bean bag of awesomeness to avoid his black mold infested new apartment) were already snoring away. I lasted longer then everyone to watch just one more episode... twice... as I was thrilled that *Snookie* and Gentle Viking were lookin to get it on (HELL YEAH!) but eventually passed out all twisted up on couch, face first in my faithful Teddy Mauli, and one hand on the nose of the ever present wonder dog- Fawkes, a.k.a. my canine boyfriend.

Right around the time false dawn started to lighten the room my bladder woke with a vengeance and decided the liter of Mountain Dew I had chugged needed to be released back into the wild, so I headed to bathroom. The next few events happened in small blinks of time. I sit down, skirt and panties dropped to ground around ankles.... then realizing I've emptied my bladder as well as can be expected... the wipe... then darkness struck. A loud snore woke me, and my head snapped forward and I stood up abruptly, utterly clueless as to my name, whereabouts or why my butt was suddenly so cold.

Less then a half a second later I make my first move... not sure which body part tried to shift, or even where it intended to land, but suddenly I find myself falling face first into the tub, narrowly missing smashing my teeth in on the side of it, and instead catching the length of the edge across my chest, like a steering wheel in a car wreck.

The funny part isn't me sitting there stunned, bare ass in air... it isn't the priceless look that surely must have been plastered across my face... The funny part is that while the fall, and subsequent floundering where occurring, the ONLY thought in my head was, "WHY ISN'T ANY ONE HERE TO SEE THIS!?!"

*AWTH- Accident Waiting to Happen, the moniker my mother blessed with me back in the days when I hadn't yet learned to walk even!