Clumsy is a huge understatement

Badunk.

Badunk. 

Badunk...unk...unk...unk...unk...CRASH!

Yep. That was me last night. 

Falling down the stairs. 

Again.

No lie, I have become a Falling-down-the-stairs Aficionado. 

We were at a friend's, and they have wooden stairs. My silly shoes have absolutely no traction, and I just slipped and fell all the way down. People from outside heard it and came running in. The wind was completely knocked out of me. I seriously thought I broke my tailbone. 

I didn't know which hurt worse - my tailbone or my pride. I was so embarrassed. 

Mr. Ruby just sat with me until I mustered up the strength to get up. Then, I passed out in the bathroom. 

Haha. If you know me...this doesn't surprise you at all. I fall all the time, and I actually just fell down our stairs about a year ago. I woke up the next morning and felt like I had been in a back alley fight. So this is no new thing.

Just to show you how hard I hit...take a little looksie below. (I swear you can't see my rear in these pics...although my entire left cheek is black and blue also).