Katie, at Overflowing Brain, is one of my favorite blogs to read. This week, while guest posting at another blog, she told her most embarrassing story to date (boy is it ever!) and challenged readers to pony up their own. I feel like my life tends to be one big embarrassing moment, with nothing to distinguish particular moments, so I had nothing of value to contribute. Then, as my life really IS one big embarrassing moment, I stuck my foot in my mouth. Down my throat, rather.
Friday I went to see the Dark Knight again. A friend of mine hadn't seen it yet, so I, feeling self-sacrificial, went with her. It was even better the second time, y'all! I almost walked out of the theater half way through because I knew what was coming and could hardly stand it. Yeah. I'm bad that way. I told y'all, right, about the Hunny taking me to see the movie Cape Fear when we were dating? About 20 minutes in, during some scene in the kitchen with a butcher knife, I got up and ran out of the theater. Didn't go back in. Turns out my Hunny didn't even know I was gone, he was so enthralled in the film. I'm a wuss. But the Dark Knight ROCKS.
So this friend and I drop her three year old off at this wonderful little pay-by-the-hour daycare. We picked him up after the movie and the woman behind the desk was wiping the face of a baby boy who was being held by someone else. He was a cute, chubby faced kid, but he had this ... hair cut. I know y'all have seen them. It's a mohawk, really, with the sides shaved and the top laying flat. So I say, (because I can't keep surprise from coming out of my mouth) "Who does that to their child's head?"
The woman wiping his face, evidently. She turned and said so. After apologizing, I asked her WHY she did that to her kid. Seems his hair grows very quickly and already, at eight months, people were telling her what a cute little girl she had. The dad requested a boy haircut, so she gave him one. That I understand. But it took a long time to get my foot all the way back out of my mouth.
Seems I might need to sew my mouth shut when I'm in public.
Until I write again ...