So yesterday I hoped that today would bring me something to write about...
Today I went to an annual Oil & Gas Legal seminar. No big woop. Presentations were great...I want to be an attorney...the usual. Walking out of the seminar for the day, Sara and I were discussing the fact that since we met she started wearing heels because of me. I was so flattered that I inspired some one's love for stilettos that I promptly shoved my signature black Nine West 4 inch black stiletto pumps through the cuff of my NEW suit pants and tumbled down the stair case in the lobby of the Sheridan Hotel. Binder goes flying as does the contents of my purse and my other shoe. So when I finally stop tumbling 4...count them 4... people that had the pleasure of witnessing this acrobatic act helped me get my stuff together. Sara is standing over me holding my shoe that wasn't stuck in my pant cuff with a look of horror on her face all the while trying not to laugh. She thought I had passed out or something...but when she realized that I just don't have the skills to walk down a flight of stairs in public she commenced laughing for the entire walk back to the car. And the chocolate sprinkles on the whole fat whipped cream topping my caramel macchiato was as we were finally exiting the lobby of the hotel a very trucker looking guy yells HEY and holds up a sign that has 10 written on it. REALLY?! He had enough time during the clean up of my Tony worthy performance to find a pen and write 10 on a sheet of paper...
I would have to agree though...it was a perfect 10.
Friday, November 7, 2008
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do you have practice in stunt falling or falling down drunk? i guess enough time has passed for you to figure out if you sustained any injuries. knowing you it must have been graceful. how was the recovery (how did you land?) what an exciting ending to your entry and your day. stilettos are for cocktail parties and the red carpet my dear.
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