It has come to my attention that as one day passes and another begins, I am getting clumsier by the second. Just yesterday I was thinking to myself " Wow I have not fallen on my face in years... doing good (insert name here), doing good." I think I might have jinxed myself, someone might have heard me and with the information attained that person decided to cast a spell on me. All I know is that after all these years I was always the one to never have an embarrassing moment. Other then the time when I was 7 years old, I was in the pool.. my father had taken me to New Jersey to spend time with his friends family. I had on this stripped blue and green two piece. (Even though I was fat and plump and a prune).
My hair was all out,overall I was looking like a sexy bon-a-fide mermaid when suddenly some boy points at my nunga nunga's and just stands there staring. Me being a 7 year old flirtatious, innocent child I decided to catch more of his attention and I started to pretend. I pretended I knew how to swim and when I rose back up and pulled my hair back my top had turned on me! Literally turned on me, as in my nunga nunga's decided to come out and play. The boy was so terrified that he left to where his family members were.
I on the other hand had no clue as to why the cute boy ran away. As soon as I started to question the boy's odd behavior some lady came up to me and said " Fix your bathing suit your letting the girls out." As soon as she said this I looked down to my chest and saw that in fact the girls did come out to play. What an embarrassment. The end result: I strapped my bathing suit on tight and got a towel. From that day forward I decided never to wear the green and blue neon bathing suit again.
And that my friends is my embarrassing story, although it was not the one I wanted to blog about. This other embarrassing story occurred yesterday, the day after me and my Honey bunches of oats celebrated our 7 month anniversary. ( Yea I know big commitment.. don't know what I am getting myself into to but * crosses fingers* I hope all goes well.) Anyways, yesterday I did not think that my Honey Bunches of Oats was coming so I kind of looked nice for no reason, well not really; I just wanted to feel good. I am going to move forward with the story and continue from when we were in the living room couch. I had gone to the kitchen to take back the plates from the dinner we had just ate. He is already in the couch and I am making my way towards the living room. Before I continue let me just point out that we have like a safety thing, it's used for babies so they wont go down some stairs or whatever the case maybe. We have one of those for Princey and Mimi my two adorable dogs. So as I go into the living room, my left foot trips on the tip of the baby incident preventor and BOOM! There I go. Falling like the giant from Jack and the beanstalk. It was incredible.
After all those years, yesterday was the day that I had to fall, fall right in front of my Honey Bunches of Oats. The funny thing was that as I was falling my eyes immediately zoomed into his facial expression as if to tell him to save me before I fall. But unfortunately he just starred as I kept on falling down. I though that I had made the loudest noise in the world, louder than an earthquake, a siren, a firetruck, a gun shot. Now you might be wondering what happens next, well I just stood on the floor saying to my self " I hope that when I close my eyes he is not here, please who ever is up there do me that favor. Ahh.. who am I kidding, he is there and he is about to laugh in 5...4...3.....2...1.
* Blank stares* and then the laughter begins. All I wanted to do was pretend nothing happened but it was so hard when your boyfriend is laughing at the fact that you just ate the floor. Needless to say he wanted to help me up but I wouldn't let him. Now that would be a day I will never forget and to add on to the fact that I fell on my face, I now have bruises and bumps to add more ump to this story. Hopefully I can be careful from now on.
Whats your story? Has this happened to you?