I was about 13 or 14 years old, and at the pool with my best friend, Sandy. We were cute in our bikinis, sashaying around, showing off to the cute boys. (Of course, I thought Sandy was cuter, sexier, funnier and everything else better than I was. But I didn't hold it against her. Yet!) We were standing near the concession stand talking when the cute boy I'd had my eye on started walking toward us... Just as he got up to us, Sandy decided to slam her fist down on the package of ketchup there on the counter. It burst open and *spewed* *all* *over* my bikini top and bare belly, and a little even got on my face. "Everyone" started laughing (including Sandy!), and I ran red-faced into the girls dressing room to cry and try to get cleaned up. Sandy soon followed, apologized (sort of), and we left. I have no idea if that boy would have talked to me or not, but BOY was I embarrassed - too embarrassed to go back. =-)
I have lived my entire life nestled in the mountains of western North Carolina. As a result, I have enjoyed many afternoons, year after year, at a popular spot at Hiawassee Lake. When I was about 15, my friend Alina and I, who were inseparable, decided to go to the lake. Now, this was not unusual for us--we spent countless hours at this very same spot. But on this particular day, it was not typical lake weather. It was one of those afternoons that you might curl up on the couch with a good book. Not the kind of weather you would consider ideal swimming weather. It had been raining all day. You know the kind--that hard steady rain you get in the summertime, the kind that you know isn't going to stop anytime soon. Not those summer storms that blow up out of nowhere--you know, just a hard steady calming rain. So, it was on that day that when no one else was around that we decided to go swimming. The rain beating down on us. We swam for a couple of hours, sometimes just sitting on the bank letting the hard rain beat down on us. I remember the feeling of complete freedom, not a care in the world. You all know the feeling when you are a teenager. Just let your mind go back a few years and you will tap into those feelings. I still reflect on that day when I feel the weight of being a grownup with lots of responsibility. I will cherish it always. Alina and I are still best friends 30 years later in the same small town in western North Carolina.Rhonda
Oh! I finally thought of a story!As a child I spent the majority of my time in the summer at the local swimming pool. However one day I was visiting friends and sitting on a fence while I watched them play frisbee. The fence was very thin and I balanced precariously on the edge. Suddenly I felt myself slipping off and falling backwards. In a panic I quickly plugged my nose as if I were going into water. My head sure hurt when it hit the grass. I guess you can say I started have senior moments at a very early age.
I'm not sure I should share this embarrassing story but for a chance to win your beautiful stuff I will!!!! :-)One evening while my friends and I were camping at Dillon Beach in California, we made a huge bonfire after a long day of swimming, surfing and beach combing. We were having lots of fun reminiscing about our high school days and what not. Just after I'd taken a sip of my margarita (one of TOO many) my friend made me laugh so hard that I couldn't hold it in my mouth OR my backside (if you know what I mean.) Yep, that's right I spit out my drink all over my friend (out through my mouth and my nose) and hopped up with a bit of thunder from my backside. Yikes! As if that wasn't embarrassing enough, I tripped when I hopped up and was stumbling right towards the bonfire. I took two hops one through the fire and sat down on the beach chair that seemed to be empty *This part is almost too much to be true but believe me it is* I didn't realize it for a second (like I said--too many margaritas plus it was dark) but the chair was NOT empty!!! I jumped up from the chair screaming "hoooooooooot!" I had just sat down on the paper plate that contained the very HOT chicken my friends had just cooked. That little accident left a welt on my butt for a week. This was about 7 years ago and people are still talking about it. OiY!! Moral of the story: If you're naturally a clutz, don't drink in the dark by bonfires.
OF, COURSE I would love to win your fabrics! They are so vibrant and Beautiful! Would be great for my little girls clothes!!I have already summited one story but this one has always stuck in my mind so I had to include it also just for laughs!It's been about 6 or 7 years sense this happened so I was newly married with no kids but I did have one adorable niece. My mom and dad decided to let my niece have a party at the end of summer with all her little friends. My dad decided to take the girls to a graveyard and get them all really scared. Well, me and my younger sister were to go ahead of them and hide and scare all the girls. We did and it was a successful scare.Now, this is the funny part. I felt alittle sneaky so I decided we would go and scare my husband's first cousin's wife , who was home alone that night and already alittle skiddish. We parked at my mother-in-laws house , which was only a few houses back and walked to the house we were to scare.Well, we went around back onto the back porch and knocked on the door, but she never came to the door.So we decided to go around front and I would climb up ontop of my sister's shoulders so I could look in thru the window and see where she was. So I did and I couldn't see her anywhere.Well, we got to talking about where she was and if we could see her feet sticking out from underneath the couch(which she wasn't LOL) and got to laughing so hard that I peed my pants(water)!!YES still atop of my sisters shoulders!LOLSo, needless to say I had to immediately get down and we left as fast as we could!Well, I got a call from her husband , who was at work, asking me if we had been to their house and was scarring his wife because she had seen us drive by their house earlier that day.OF, COURSE I said NO! LOL! I couldn't believe they called and I was caught so off guard that I denied it. (Lord forgive me!)So , when ever I hear her say something about being scared because of that after that night she was home and someone tried to break in their house, I just keep quiet! LOLI still look back at that night as one of the funniest, though!Hope I got a laugh out of this one!
This happened on my way back from 6th grade (primary school so I was around 11/12 years old) trip to Canberra. I lived in Sydney at the time with my family. So here I was on the bus with the entire 6th grade divided into several buses. I remember having a crush for my neighbor, who was about 3 or 4 years older! So i feel asleep in the bus (I was sitting behind the driver) so his huge mirror reflected him and me. I remember so vividly having a dream about this boy that lived next door. And I was dreaming ...(wait for it) kissing him (I mean an innocent kiss on the cheek. Apparently I was acting out my dream so I was literally kissing the air! So someone saw me on the mirror and they all started laughing. I woke up and to my shock, horror and absolutely mortified, my friend (not that good a friend I think now) asked in a very loud voice, who was I kissing in my dream! Needless to say I just wanted the earth to open up and swallow me, even the teachers were laughing. It's funny now, but I was mortified! (and here was me thinking I didn't have any stories, can't believe I'm posting this, I don't think I ever mentioned it after that day! that's about, . Monica, Ireland.