Accidents happen

I come from a family of extremely talented people. My mother for example can do anything.  It is a fact. She paints, draws, sews, makes shelves and storage spaces, she is a musician, taught herself to play the violin and piano. My brothers are also musicians and artist. My grandparents are musicians and singers. I could go on and on here but I will stop with this group for now. 
I have very little talent. Not saying I can't do anything. I just dabble around with this that and the other. 
One thing we all excel at is being accident prone. I know. You don't think it is a talent do you? Well, let's delve into some of OUR accidents.
My grandfather, has fallen off ladders and had strokes. He also had three of his fingers cut off from a circular saw. (He owned his own carpentry business and made cabinets for the stars in Hawaii) My mother, fell under a train (thankfully it was stopped) she has also fallen out of a first floor window, turned around in a doorway and blacked both of her eye's and many many other accidents. 
My brothers... well let's not even go there. 
I have cut my nipple off with a lemon slicer, (those of you that read my other blog have heard this story and I might re visit it sometime) slammed my finger into a car door and ripped my nail off, stepped on a bun tray and slid across a floor and bruised my butt bone. I'll stop there with my accident prone stories. Why am I telling you this? Because it happened again!
I was walking yesterday with my dogs, when the pup decides to make a dash for an oncoming man. I reached to grab her, stepped into a pot hole and fell straight into the man's arms. When I say fell... I mean fell! The guy grabs on and lifts me back onto my feet. I was horrified!
He, however, thought it was a great joke. (ass) 
"Well, I've heard the expression falling head over heels for someone, it's just never happened to me." He was grinning like a buffoon. 
"I'm so sorry." I muttered while cursing his humor
"Well, I'm not." OK that was blunt
I gathered myself and turned to go when the pup (she might be possessed of the devil that one) decides to give him a sniff in the crotch.
"Hey now! You didn't even buy me dinner or give me a kiss first."
He was laughing so hard, before I knew it I was laughing. 
He asked for my number. I showed him my ring. He grinned and told me I couldn't blame him for asking. I swear I meet people in the weirdest, clumsiest ways!