My near-death experience (and another embarrassing moment)

My friend Cassie and I went for a walk on Broadway today to go explore our new neighborhood. As we were walking down the sidewalk, I was checking out the restaurants along the street when all of a sudden my foot tripped on a dip in the sidewalk and I went plunging headfirst toward a metal chain and a table and chairs. It was absolutely terrifying, and probably the most entertaining sight that all 25 people who were either eating at the restaurant or walking down the sidewalk saw this afternoon. I never felt so unable to catch my balance before; it was truly scary. But I'm not gonna lie, it was also completely hilarious.

And here's another kind of embarrassing moment: Cassie and I were leaving Safeco Field yesterday and heading down the street when we passed by a slightly intoxicated group of young men. One of them looked at me and shouted, "Who wears short shorts? You do!" and pointed directly at me. It wasn't necessarily an insult, but it wasn't a compliment either. And I certainly was not trying to draw attention to my legs (which obviously are not that special). And I swear my shorts aren't that short. I just have kind of a big butt, so I guess that makes them ride up a little higher. But now I feel kind of inappropriate, so I don't know if I should wear shorts anymore.