Have you ever just slipped away??? The storms down here for the past four days have really put a damper on things. Since we all walk, run, bike or take scooters to get around the rain makes it hard to get out and socialize. We were all getting cabin fever, in a very very bad way. Yesterday morning the sun was out, and the day seemed promising for getting out there and getting things done. We started off shopping at Ross, our home away from home, looking at sun dresses, shoes and jewelry. We hit the dollar store and picked out huge crazy flower leis, since the weather was nice we wanted to look colorful. Hill had an appointment to get her ENG1 at 3, and then we went to the nail shop for her to get her nails done.
I was sitting in that huge leather massage chair next to her, getting the best free massage ever when we noticed the sky was getting a bit dark. We tried to get on our way as quickly as we could but the rain beat us, walking a few miles in that rain is just not an option. Soaked just from crossing the street we ducked into the sports bar and decided to have a happy hour beverage. I do not like thunder, the thunder in Boston is nothing like the thunder down here, I swear my insides are still vibrating. A few friends were also experiencing the same situation and decided to join us. What was only to be a quick” duck in” to get out of the rain, turned into a hurricane party.
After the hurricane blew through the area we figured it was safe to venture out and get on our way home. We were off, and motoring safely, the rain really did hold off until we hit the corner………. the corner with the Booby Trap on it!!! Why not, we are all adults, why can’t we duck into the porn shop to get out of the rain?!?! Good lord, cover your eyes, and block your ears!!! (Or should I say rears!!!!) We busted through the front door of that place like we were in the running of the bulls, we defiantly caught the clerk off guard. We looked like the kids in Charley and The Chocolate Factory when they entered the candy forest!! We scattered and were looking, feeling, touching, smelling and trying on things. …… here is exactly where it all went wrong….remember my post of trying on shoes??? I love shoes, can never have enough shoes…….12″ glass heels, yes please…. wait only a size 7……I need an 8…… what the hell these will work, let me take them for a spin around the store….
Yes, I rocked those puppies for a good few mins, I did have a bit of a stumble but recovered quickly, and made it look like it was part of my dance, smooth, real smooth!!! Oh boy, sloooooooow motion I started to go down, I saw it happening, but it was really slow motion, I reached out to get my balance and there it was, a six tier rack of lube!!!!!!!! Yup, I took the whole entire rack down with me, it was still raining bottles on me when I was on the floor, I had to cover my head. We can’t decide what I looked like, a turtle trying to right himself, a baby fawn stuck on ice and having no control over his long legs, or Godzilla taking down the Empire State Building. I couldn’t get up, A. because I was laughing so hard, B. because it was so damn slippery and C. because my legs were twisted like a pretzel behind my body, dainty like a hippo!
The clerk was literally in the state of shock, hell I think we all were, he walked over with one sheet of paper towel and took one look at the mess and his eyes popped out of his head. I ever so lightly placed those brilliant glass heels back on the shelf, and slipped out the front door. I was COVERED in lube, had scrapes up my legs and an obvious limp but I disappeared into the darkness like a character from the Thriller video. I am going to go out on a limb here, but I don’t think I will be welcomed back, just saying…………………………………………….