I was sitting in the living room, listening to the half-wits down the road shooting off fireworks as my children try to sleep and I remembered the time I was sitting in the living room with my roommate and his girlfriend's cousin and he thought it would be hilarious to scare me by throwing a popper at the wall beside my head.
Only he didn't have very good aim. He hit me in the face instead.
That led me to think about walking to the store with him in the snow one winter, doing "one-leggers" into holes covered up by snow. One in particular where I ended up face down in the street. Lucky for me there isn't a lot of traffic when it snows around here.
Seems I have a lot of embarrassing moments with the guy.
Which of course led me to one of our favorite "Jennifer is a clumsy mess" memories - the Uhaul.
When my husband and I got married, he was shipped off to South Korea after about a month. I tried to stick it out in our apartment, but I talked myself into moving back in with my parents to save money. My friend agreed to help me move my stuff and I rented a Uhaul. I picked a great day to move - it started drizzling while we toted my junk down the stairs and into the big truck. So after a while, there was a sloppy mess inside the truck from our shoes. My friend was coming down the stairs and I was going to jump out of the back of the truck to make my next trip. Only I didn't quite manage that. Instead, I slid on the water, skidded and shot out of the back of the truck, landing flat on my back. I was incredibly lucky not to hit my head on the bumper, but I had the breath knocked out of me and of course I knew my friend saw the whole thing and I was mortified. I had that split second to decide what to do and had two options: cry to up my sympathy points, or laugh. Because even then I knew it had to have been an excellent show watching me shoot out of the back of the truck. So I laughed. My friend came running, to make sure I wasn't hurt (because he's a good guy like that) and once that was established, laughed with me.
Now I need to go remind him of the popper incident. It's his favorite. He'll be chuckling all evening over it.