Butte Naked

August 10th, 2006 at 09:36pm Beth Brandon 130

Last weekend I did what many Aspenites do. I hiked to Crested Butte. The trip had been planned for some time and I had RSVP’d for myself, plus one. Meanwhile, I have been dating someone. He seemed like the perfect “plus one” to bring along on the trip since he’s great fun and always up for an adventure.

The relationship is still in its inception and last weekend was our first multi-day trip together. We have spent copious hours with one another, yet at the same time are still finding out new information about each other every day. For instance, I just found out that he, we’ll call him “Maurice,” has a green tooth. The weekend was no different. I found out that he likes thick crust, white sauce pizza and I prefer thin crust and red sauce. It was a minor difference, but still very important data to gather when in a budding new relationship. NOTE TO SELF: Order personal sized pizza.

Maurice also found out that I am a total and complete klutz. This is nothing new for me. I trip over my own feet. I fall off bikes and usually make for entertaining “almost” plays on my co-ed softball team. I have had the fortune of being klutzy since I was a child.

On Saturday of our two night stay, before getting to bed for the evening, my boyfriend decided to take a shower. As I brushed my teeth, I thought I too would benefit from showering before bedtime; the more time to sleep in, the better. Maurice was already in the shower, so I asked him if I could join. Nothing kinky. Just, can I share some water and join you in the shower? He complied.

I stepped in and gracefully moved past Maurice in order to get to the front of the shower, so that I could get my hair wet. That’s when it happened. I opened Pandora’s Box of Klutz and there was absolutely no turning back. I suddenly felt that my foot was resting on the concave side of the tub. It had to move and the only direction it could go was to slide down toward the center of the tub. As my foot slid, so too, did the rest of my body. I knew I was a goner.

Quickly my right butt cheek touched the shower curtain. This is so not sexy. Quicker still, the front of my right shoulder also met the shower curtain. NO! The momentum took me down like a lead balloon. My entire naked body was falling into the shower curtain and out of the shower. Keep it together woman! Then, falling nakedly out of the shower with my new naked boyfriend watching in dismay, the entire shower rod fell onto me and the last bit of dignity I had with a large crash. I fell out of the shower naked and knocked down the shower curtain and rod. How’s that for new information to add to the database of a budding relationship? This was a new brand of klutz.

He looked at me helplessly and slightly puzzled. I could tell he wanted to help, but it all happened so fast. I took a second to make sure I wasn’t badly injured. I wasn’t quite mortified, just a little embarrassed. Being a klutz since childhood gives you years of experience on how to deal. Once I realized I was fine, I laughed so hysterically that he laughed too. There we were, naked, in a shower with no curtain, and water was spraying everywhere.

It wasn’t exactly what I had in mind for my first weekend getaway with my new boyfriend. Maurice learned first hand how klutzy I can be. Something tells me he may have seen it coming. The good thing is that he laughed and laughed hard. We shared several random moments of laughter post hideous folly. A good friend of mine loves to say, “love me, love my dog.” I suppose this is the first of many dogs I have yet to share with Maurice.

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