I Can’t Believe I Did That !!!!!!!!!


I met Al this morning for his doctor appointment. It went pretty well except for Al’s typical show of being nervous. The biggest thing he kept telling the doctor is his legs hurt. The doctor gave him a script for swelling. Sure hope it works for him.

We parted with the driver taking him back to the facility. I promised to pick him up tomorrow at noon. Dairy Queen here we come!

I went to a car lot and browsed. There was to be this big deal going on with low payments, low down payments and free car washes for the life of my payments. Come to find out the deal was for three months. Well what about the other million months left? I didn’t even bother going further with any conversation. What a rip off!

Then I went and got something to eat and then proceeded to get fuel for the car. It was so nice and sunny out today I decided to visit the little shop that Al and I enjoy going to. I was going through and nothing caught my eye until the very end. It was a piece of furniture but way too expensive. I just hate it when people think they are doing antique furniture a favor by painting over nice old wood.

I would have had to strip all the crappy white off and for the price they wanted I let it pass me by. I was getting ready to walk out the door when my eyes saw something cheerful and bright. I walked over to a box some consigner had brought in. I picked it up and took it to the front desk see how much it was.

betty boopIsn’t she adorable?

I have been debating on sharing my most embarrassing moment of my life. Should I or shouldn’t I…..

Then I thought, hey it’s Friday. These are all my friends on here. We all need a good laugh right?

I sure gave the store a good laugh for sure so why not pass that around. O.K. here goes nothing. Try not to wet your pants over laughing too hard.

I was standing at the counter waiting for her to plug the cutie in and dust if off a bit, plus give me a price.

To the left of me and  about two steps behind me was this beautiful blue-eyed guy. He and I were just wasting conversation while I was waiting for the the light.

The lady came back and told me so now there are three of us standing there. I tell the lady I will take it and as I got the last word out I must have choked on my spit or something because I started coughing my fool head off. This force of stomach muscles and my own efforts of trying to quit coughing made me forget about anything else. This was definitely a domino effect. Choke, cough and fart.

Oh my gosh. I am going to die. I heard it myself and so I quickly looked at the lady and the cute guy to the side of me hoping they had not heard what I did, and praying dear Lord, please don’t let this one be a smelly one.

The guy is looking right at me and so is the lady. I whip out my money and pay for stuff and want to run to the farthest mountain when the lady says,”Honey don’t worry. Shit happens“. The guy says,”Yeah when I am home I let them rip all the time”.

I tried to smile but my face was frozen stiff from humiliation. I thanked  the lady and as I got to the front door the hunk yells out,”Have a nice day sweetheart”. Needless to say I got in my car as fast as my little feet would carry me and came straight home. I can’t believe I did that in front of people and in front of a hunk!

34 thoughts on “I Can’t Believe I Did That !!!!!!!!!

  1. Brilliant …. As you said, shit happens … and that shows how silly we adults are, because kids would love it. *smile – Betty Bop, love her … she was my profile picture during many years.
    I’m sure the blue eyed Hunk will say hello next time you meet and he will always remember you, mostly because … that you were so embarrassed, but I would been too.

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  2. My pressing the LIKE button here does not mean I like what you did, or better still, what happened to you. But I LIKE your courage for sharing this post (LOL). NO. Terry. The truth is, I love every bit that indicates you’re truly happy. Regardless of the cause, being happy is a feeling you can’t fake.

    Back to Al, how I wish you could be together again. You will be most happy that way I am sure. I wish you well and keep praying. Miracles do happen everyday. Take a cue alone from a small miracle (which is not really small if it has something to do with keeping us alive) – BREATHING – which caused the instantaneous exchange between carbon dioxide and oxygen to keep us and the tress alive – is one of God’s awesome miracles that happens every second. Alleluia.!!

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    • Hi Maxim! You are right. breathing is what we take for granted. There is a high percentage that Al will be home before too long. Thanks to a waiver program he will be able to come home to live and go to day program M-F. He and I are both thrilled. We are waiting for the final approval. The lady in charge says he is eligible. We are waiting to hear what level of care they place him under so they can figure out how much help I need with him here at home. God bless and big hugs

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  4. Yeah, I think it’s in order to ask this one: did anyone complain about the odor? Or did they not, because it was enough of a privilege to partake of the smell. Hahaha.. It’s so nice that we are laughing my friend, Terry.

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  5. Oh Terry, I so needed a good laugh before going to bed. I thought things like that only happen to me. God bless you for sharing that story with us.

    Ivonne

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  6. Oh, my goodness, that is a funny, funny story!! It probably hits a bit close to home for a lot of us who’ve farted in public — I’m so glad you were around people who had a good sense of humor! Btw, the Betty Boop is adorable!

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  7. Ah, the humour of bodily functions. Don’t fret about it, we’d be lying if we said it hadn’t happened to any of us at least once in our lives. Thanks for the giggle. 😉

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