socks + carpeted stairs + silky PJ pants = death!

Just for the sake of your imagination, I'll give you just a few words and let your mind do the rest.  Trip, slip, slide, thump, thump, oooooohhhh, sound of nails as they dig into carpet (unsuccesfully),  thump, thump thump, bump, bump, bump (in rapid succession).  More groaning . . . Trey who was at the bottom of the stairs:  "Mom? . .  Mom?  Mom, are you alright?" Me:  "Don't talk to me Trey, I think I might cry!"  Which hurt worse, my pride or my backside?  Do the colors black and blue when used together mean anything to you?  And for those of you who know me, I did laugh because it is just too funny when someone falls down the stairs!