So, no one blogs anymore? It's been a rainy Wednesday at Pam's blog for a week plus now. Come on! I need to know what Cowboy did today. Did he sleep? or run around? what? Need the details!
For my own blog of childhood memories, it takes me a while to fully conjure up the past and get the images in my mind. Like the story now -- I am going to walk to the store and meet Mr. Touch and Tom. I will describe them then finish up the store story (what should I buy - Lick em stick, Chick-n-stick, that big block of chocolate?- oh Chunky) then I was thinking of having a BBQ that night and kind of retelling my BBQ story (jasmine, albums, etc) then that night something happens! Something sinister that I am not sure happened. It might have been a dream but I think it was real. Oh well, you will see.
But Casa Fernandes will wait until Friday or so.
Today, I went to a restaurant for lunch and had to wash my hands. As I walked into the bathroom, I didn't see the familiar sign of a mens' room - the urinal so, I panicked and walked out thinking I had walked into the womens' room. It got me thinking of embarassing moments in life. They are probably bigger to you than to anyone else but the memory is usually strong. So what's yours?
In looking at the web, most moments involve farting in public, losing your shorts somewhere, things in your teeth, etc. One was for having huge sweat stains and trying to hide them.
My personal embarassing moment happened when Aunt Lydia and Uncle Don took me to Los Angeles to see a hockey game. The motel had a pool and on three sides was a restaurant with huge glass windows looking out over the pool. I had on white gym shorts as swimming trunks that became invisible when wet. So I had to leave the pool and get to my towel basically naked.
Awkward!
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I posted! I've been so slack lately...it's cold here so I haven't been doing much.
Embarrassing moments...walking down the hallway at Sunset with Neil Hornbeck and he pretended to have his arm on my back but what he really was doing was holding up the back of my purple mini-skirt, such a jokester!...luckily I was wearing my flag team "kick" pants underneath!
I drove from Ross to go to lunch at Carls Jr, and parked in front. As I stepped out of the car in some bad shoes (of course) onto the rainy pavement, my getting-out foot slipped and I basically fell "out" of my car onto the pavement, in front of the windows of the place. I just got back in and drove away. Probably to Jack in the Box.
One of my most embarassing moments...I can't say I remember all of it because I was shit-faced drunk. I was at a wedding of one of Doug's family friends, we we're there with his family. They had an open bar of beer and/or wine. For some reason I thought I'd be fancy and drink wine. Everytime I passed by the wine table, I grabbed one. It was particularly tasty that day. I must have had 7-8 glasses, who knows. But at some point I stumbled to the bathroom, threw up everywhere and couldn't move. I was sitting on the cold tile floor, slumped over in a semi-conscious state under the hand towel dispenser. I remember seeing people just kinda walk over me and then finally Doug's sister-in-law came looking for me. I started crying and apologizing profusely for drinking too much. Doug had to carry me out of the hall and drive me home. Needless to say, I was not too excited to see any of those people again.
Sorry Pam but your fell out of the car story gave me a good chuckle.
And hell Jen if shit faced drunk is your most embarrassing moment, well I am sure I have that beat many times over.
I used to work in this warehouse with a huge metal roll up door. There was this crappy, old forklift that you would have to get going as fast as it could just to make it over this small bump to go outside to unload trucks. I jump in one day roll ol bessie towards the roll up door at maximum speed and woooops, the roll up door wasn't opened high enough for bessie to clear and I mean....CRASH!!!!BAMMMM!!!!BANG!!!
CYMBAL CRASH!!!! it was to this day the loudest noise I have ever created. It bent the shit out of the roll up door- so that had to be fixed. It was a business park with lots of other tenants, people were all coming out of their different units to see what the hell the crash noise was. And there I stood on the forklift for the entire world to see as the driver.
I thank you!
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