The awkward moment when...
*sigh*
...when you accidentally punch yourself in the eye, and your new neighbors (who are not yet used to this type of regular awkwardness from your side of the street) see you do it, and they laugh but are also concerned and yelling from their yard to see if you're ok.
And you're standing there, holding your hand over your eye, silently thanking God that it was your fist and not the top of the stupid, stupid tiki torch that hit your open eye, all while yelling from your porch that yes, you're fine, and not to worry because this is the kind of entertainment that goes on a lot here.
But then they can't even hear you, so they come over to stand outside the fence and they see that your eye is swelling, and they offer a variety of frozen vegetables, or else cuts of meat, for you to "borrow", but that's just absurd so you say no thanks, but they don't even pay attention to that because HELLO, now the June bugs are out and one just flew near you and you step away from it and your foot lands on NOTHING and you fall/stumble down the porch steps, because you...you're a rock star.
And then you remember the neighbors are still RIGHT. THERE. and you laugh it off but they're all, "Had a few too many, huh?" And they obviously don't buy it when you tell them you actually haven't been drinking, you're just THIS awesome. Then everyone gets all quiet and you sorta wish you were annnnnnywhere but there, and so you thank them for checking on you and disappear into the house.
And for a few seconds, you honestly can't decide if it was hilarious or tragic, but then you start laughing and your eye is throbbing and your ankle kinda hurts and then the neighbor knocks on the door and hands you a bag of frozen mixed veggies.
Anyway! That was sorta awesome, in an I could totally die of embarrassment right now kind of way.