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Thursday, August 05, 2010

I try to be a woman of refined grace and culture, I really do. I wear pearls, for crying out loud. So why do I always end up being more like Lucy Ricardo than Audrey Hepburn?

Case in point. Hubby and I go to Barnes & Noble and we're talking to one of the workers at the "Nook" display. She and Hubby get into this conversation about all the attributes of the Nook while I listen halfheartedly (I have a Kindle) and drink my iced tea.

While I'm happily and innocently (and I might add, quite gracefully) enjoying my tea, everything suddenly goes south. The whole episode has played out in my mind in slow motion a thousands times as I try to think of what went wrong.

The woman is still talking about their product and she turns to look at me (no doubt, thinking I'm interested). I feel her gaze on me, so I lift my head to smile. Here's the rub. Evidently, I was more into that drink than I realized, because the suction on my straw took hold. When she looked at me and I lifted my head to look at her, that doggone straw hung on for dear life and dangled off my bottom lip. Pretty hard to look like Audrey Hepburn when that happens.

Hubby was all the while staring into his Nook. Not sure whether that was on purpose or not.

So there it is. I don't suppose you'd be brave enough to share your less than graceful moment with us?????
Diann Hunt  
posted at 8:41 AM  
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At 9:14 AM, Blogger Hannah Alexander said...

LOL!!! Diann, you are hilarious. I can see that in my mind and I smile every time.

I've had so many embarrassing moments they've become a jumble in my mind. What stands out among those I can share is the multiple times that I, "strong, tough wilderness hiking machine," have taken a group out into the Missouri wilderness and gotten us all lost. My longtime hiking buddy finally gave me a nickname--One-Hill-Short-Of-The-Trail.

At 10:12 AM, Blogger jel said...

thanks! :) ya girls are funny!

one day when we were in town, we stop to fill the truck up, so while DH was taking the truck.
I went in and get us somthing too
drink, I had a cup of coffee in one hand and a cappuccino in the other. when the lady asked what was in the cups, I said coffee,and a crappuccino, my face was so red !

At 10:28 AM, Blogger Hannah Alexander said...

ROTFL, jel!!!!

At 10:30 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

My most embarrassing moment is forever seared into my psyche. LOL

I was in the church bathroom. Came out of the stall, washed my hands and noticed several teenage girls giggling behind me. Thought nothing of it, proceeded to the sanctuary. A minute later the mom of one of the girls came flying up behind me and jerked my shirt down where the hem had been caught in the top of my pantyhose. . .

At 10:32 AM, Blogger Hannah Alexander said...

Okay, Colleen, I want to know what happened with those girls. WHY did they not warn you?

At 10:33 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

Their mom chewed them out!

At 11:10 AM, Blogger jel said...

that would be embarrassing Colleen,

last week, I got my first pair of bifocals, when I went in to have that test, that they blow air in your eye, I couldn't get the chair to stay still to sit down, the lady doing the test had to hold it still so i could sit.then when I tryed to walk with them from the truck to the house, DH said I was stepping high ,

At 12:48 PM, Blogger Crystal Mazzuca said...

Diann, how sweet that your husband looked the other way. Did he laugh later?

With my neuropathy, I don't walk very well and my balance is off. Me and the boys went over to Old Navy and my four year old managed to get out the van by himself. As I pulled myself from the driver's seat, I felt myself loosing my balance. Without thinking, I grabbed my son's head to support myself and ended up shoving him into a soaking wet bush so I wouldn't fall.

What a good mom! But at least I didn't fall :)

At 2:25 PM, Blogger Crystal Laine Miller said...

All of my gaffes are culinary and since my husband likes to tell these stories with all the people in the ER, I have no humiliation left. I just smile and say, "Oh, yeah. Well, he's just picky."

My latest thing was leaving the little paper divider on the slice of cheese I put on his sandwich. He took a bite, gave me this look, and pulled it out of his sandwich. He didn't take a second bite, because this had happened before (where he had taken 2 bites to figure it out)....(and yes, everyone knows about it! Ugh!)

At 4:20 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Oh, I've enjoyed these stories so much!! Isn't life fun?! And FUNNY?! What would we do without those moments--okay, we could hold our heads a little higher, but it wouldn't be nearly as much fun.

I, no doubt, gave that woman something to talk about at the dinner table. Maybe even brought a smile or two to her lips. You've done the same for others with your "moments".

So remember that the next time you have a, well, Lucy Ricardo moment. :-)

At 10:39 PM, Blogger Elizabeth Byler Younts said...

haha! dontcha just hate that! great bloggy story though. :-)

At 12:53 AM, Blogger Sarah said...

Oh, there have been so many lately! I'm blaming it on being pregnant and clumsy, but it's probably just me. Recent ones have been more like accidents or near accidents at home. Almost marred my face with a hot iron the other day when I lost my balance, got the toothbrush too close to the faucet at 11:00 last night and sprayed cold water in my face, stood on a shoe rack to fix a curtain this morning and it broke beneath me. My husband said he's getting scared to go to work and leave me at home all day.

Most embarrassing moment ever: vomiting all over myself in front of an entire class during new employee orientation at my old job six years ago. You know that one went down in the instructor's repertoire of humorous stories. I was so glad when I heard a few years later that he had retired.

At 9:23 AM, Blogger Angie Arndt said...

I love it when I hear about someone else who is a little "grace-challenged." One of my many most embarrassing moments happened when I was a teen.

Our church took a youth group skiing on Sugar Mtn., NC. All my friends went directly to the Advanced slope, so I decided I just couldn't start on the Bunny slope. When I fell on my face getting off the ski lift, I should have known better. But I'd read about skiing, so I just knew I'd be OK.

All was fine until three-quarters down I hit a patch of ice. The only way I knew to stop was to fall and so I did -- right into the Instructor at the base of the Bunny slope. We nearly wiped out two of his students, too.

His class thought it was hilarious. He didn't. Ah well, "Lucy" strikes again.

At 10:48 AM, Blogger Pam S. said...

My daughter (age 7 at the time) and I were in the unisex bathroom below the Eiffel Tower. (Paris!) We'd waited in a long line to get in, so we went into the stall together. When it was my turn to use the commode (and I'd just sat down), daughter J lost her balance, fell against the stall door so that it opened. Yep. The 20+ people in the line (men and women) got to see me, full-shot, sitting on the commode. Embarrassing? Yes. Funny? Well, now it is. :)

At 2:13 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Oh my, Pam, you win. LOL!!!


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Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

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