I'm So Embarrassed

So you guys ever have one of those days/weeks/months/years where you just need a good laugh? I get that way sometimes. One of my family's favorite things to do together is watch AFV. Everyone's mood improves, there's not any fighting--not even over who gets to sit where, and we all seem to bond in our giddiness. This happens with girlfriends too. Have you ever gotten together with your gal pals and laughed your heads off? Well, that is what we are going to attempt this week.

The topic: most embarrassing moments.

Yes, this is typically something that we share with our closest of friends, but y'all are my closest of friends, so I feel comfortable sharing. Anyone who just happens to be clicking past my blog, just keep on a movin (you can come back and visit next week.).

Since you gals know me so well, you have probably realized I can be a bit ditzy from time to time (and sometimes in between those times too). I think I might have been the role model for a few of the blonde jokes out there. In addition to being ditzy, I am clumsy as well. It is a wonderful combination. I think I have grown out of some of my ditziness/clumsiness, thankfully, but it is unfortunate to have to experience such geekiness as a youngster--when your self-confidence is at its lowest. Some of my embarrassing moments probably weren't such a major catastophe, but at the time, it may have felt like the world was ending.

Let's start when I was 12ish. I sneezed while standing with my back facing a row of boys of the same age. Unfortunately, the sneeze caused my stomach muscles to contract, pushing air out my posterior. Yes, they heard, and yes, I wanted to die.

Also at the age of 12, I had this experience relating to a volleyball and a guy. 

At the age of 14--a freshman in high school--I tripped over my own two feet and slid on my belly down the hallway. I don't think Superman could have slid that far. A senior boy just happened to be walking by and he said, "Walking lessons are at four in the gym."

Also at the age of 14, I was ridding the bus home from school and my drawstring backpack tipped over, dumping all my items onto the floor. Of course, at that exact moment, the bus stopped, causing the contents of my pack to roll several rows down the isle. The contents of my pack? Oh, ya know, feminine supplies. Awesome.

At the age of 16ish, I went to a track meet and saw a friend speaking to an unknown fella. She was gesturing wildly with her hands. I thought she was being goofy, so I went to speak with her, using my hands in like-manner, only to find that the fella was deaf and he couldn't read my "sign language."

At 18, I got caught kissing a guy who wasn't my boyfriend. What's the big deal you ask? I got caught by the boy who I wanted to be my boyfriend. But no worries, it all turned out well in the end, as the boy who was hiding in the bushes ended up marrying me!

Fast forward to late 20's. I was a frantic mother of three and I left the house wearing ... wearing ... wearing (I don't know if I can type this, as it is WAY TOO EMBARRASSING!) a ... a.... feminine supply on my back.  After going to preschool, to pay the garbage bill, and then finally to the grocery store, a kind woman told me that I had something on my back. She didn't offer to remove it for me, however.

I think that pretty much takes the cake, unless you count the time that I sat my big ol' pregnant butt in a fancy-schmancy birthday cake at a party with 30 other women.

So what have you done embarrassing? Please do share, otherwise this blog post will end up being yet another embarrassing moment.