The Joke's On You

Amanda tagged me to share my most embarrassing moment. I like to think I don't easily embarrass, but I've got some doozies. Since I'm more than willing to embarrass myself on my on the world wide web, I've got to give you a top three. (Actually, I can think of worse than the first two, but even I have a limit of what I'm willing to share on my blog...plus these make good stories.)

So here they are in descending order:

embarrassing moment #3: This was my junior year of college. Some friends and I were walking home from a Sunday night (church dress) ward potluck...it was a mixed group...girls and guys...Spencer included. We get to the parking lot in front of our apartment and for what reason I'll never know, Heidi takes a pan of leftover potatoes she was carrying and slides it down the steep and icy drive way. Thinking it was my pan, I chase after it before it slides into oncoming traffic. When I've about caught up to the pan, I realize it's Heidi's pan, not mine. Just as I'm yelling out, "Heidi! The jokes on you...!" I slip in the ice and slide myself right down that steep driveway with the pan of potatoes. I happened to be wearing a full skirt which is now tangled around my waist. I had tights on, but you know what tights look like up at the top over a pair of underwear...less than attractive. Spencer apparently liked what he saw because he proposed a few weeks later. Seriously there was at least twelve people there to witness it...every one of them laughing in hysterics. I ended up with a broken tail bone and Spencer was laughing way too hard to help me up off the ground. To this day, he laughs himself to tears when we bring up that story. I'm sure it was a sight.

embarrassing moment #2: Also on a Sunday. I was 16 or 17. Church was over and I had seen my dad chatting with a group of young adults. He had been their seminary teacher and this group was now together because one of them had just got home from his mission and had spoken in sacrament meeting that day. I knew my dad was over there talking but I had got distracted in the hall, so a few minutes later, I went over to the group and put my arm around my dad and said, "Let's go home." Well my dad was no longer there and it turned out to be Joel Thacker (the freshly returned missionary) that I put my arm around and apparently wanted him to take me home. Niiiiice. They all had a good laugh at my expense.

embarrassing moment #1: This one may not be as funny...it's uncomfortably embarrassing and has to do with monthly girl problems. If that disgusts anyone too bad, you can stop reading now. I had really bad periods in high school. When they came on, they came on strong...like a faucet. I played basketball my freshman year and showed up to a game unprepared to start my period that day. A few minutes into the first quarter, it happened. Seriously, in seconds time I was sitting in a puddle on my chair. For whatever reason, the entire JV boys basketball team came to cheer us on that day and sat directly behind us. I was mortified. I couldn't leave my chair for anything. The coach was nice enough not to make me play, but I had to get up during half time for a group huddle and game plan. Traci was there and kindly tossed something on my seat for me so no one had so see that awful puddle and someone else guarded my back. I couldn't bring myself to go to the bathroom because it was clear on the other side of the gym and I would have had to cross the court in front of the stands of spectators to see...besides, what was the use, I was already soaking. It was seriously awful. I should send that in to TEEN Magazine or something.

The first two are funny embarrassing...not at all embarrassing anymore, just funny. But that third one has scarred me for life. Not funny...just embarrassing.

There you have it. I'm going with the fam and tagging Mom and Jeff. Anyone else who wants to play, PLEASE do. I officially tag you. I love reading these stories.