It is very good to know that I’m not the only one who spoils my dogs! And it sounds like I don’t even win in the spoiling game! And I guess I need to start including stories of the neighborhood cats, since a lot of you are cat people! Well, there’s a three-legged white one, one that craps in my flower garden (well flower graveyard is more like it) and there’s one that I almost ran over.
Last night I was thinking about this post. I do have an even MORE embarrassing story that I’m going to tell and it’s only because I love you all dearly.
Picture a sweet, little 5th grader, me, enjoying story time. I’m not sure if it was story time but it was something where all the children were gathered on the floor. I must have had Mexican food the night before or something to that effect. We were all enjoying the story…then it happened. Out of no where a loud, thunderous sound came out from me. In essecence I had passed gas, cut the cheese, broke wind…however you say it–I DID IT! Now, this is fifth grade folks–it’s a make or break time for social order! It didn’t help that the kid sitting next to me yelled “Ewww she farted…” I think I blacked out what happened after that. I don’t think I ever owned up to it. And I think the only person who knew that story before today was my husband. It still makes my cheeks red and brings a bit of a hot flash over me. I would ask you to share your embarrassing stories but I’m not that cruel. (But feel free if you want to!)