My boyfriend makes fun of me because I often accidentally knock things over. My retort is that it usually only happens in his apartment, where things are piled everywhere, and it's hard to reach anything without having to reach over something else.

For Christmas, he got me a very nice camcorder. After opening it, we used it during my family's Christmas gathering. In my parents' clutter-free house, my nimrod boyfriend managed to knock it over from a table that was mostly empty except for his other camera. The very nice camcorder now comes with a rattle.