Embarrassing Moments

OK, so I get embarrassed pretty easily...anyone who knew me growing up knew how prim and proper I was and that I wanted everyone to think that I looked great, that I did things great, etc....OK so I was conceited and at the same time very insecure. But all things changed when I became a mom...I no longer care what others think about how I look, act, talk, and think...OK I care what Steve does and my kids, but other than that I don't care. I have learned as I have gotten older that I speak my mind a lot more...I think I am turning into those old southern women that everyone laughs at because watching them is darn cute and funny especially when they go off on a tangent (not that I am saying I am cute...OK maybe a little JK). So when I get embarrassed now days it takes quite a bit to do it...for instance today as I was at the doctors, Sarah started coughing so hard that she threw up all over me, the chair, the floor, herself and every burp cloth and blanket we had with us. So I walked into the room smelling like throw up. Now I am not as prim and proper as I once was, but even this brought me tons of embarrassment, especially when my kids are yelling Sarah threw up Sarah threw up...like I didn't already know it...but now the entire doctor's office knew it also.

So this got me thinking what is your most embarrassing moment (Sher I already know yours...hee hee (let's just say bathroom and friends house LOL))? The following is mine and sorry I can't remember if I already posted it, and if I did oh well I guess I really am losing my mind from having all these kids...we will just add it to losing an inch since high school also!!

It happened at Steve's Grandma's funeral in December...As we were leaving to go to the gravesite I went to the bathroom and then hurriedly got into the car (a side note I never wear pantyhose or tights because they bug me and make me feel fatter, but this day I did because it was so stinkin' cold). Anyways as I was exiting the car at the gravesite I switched coats so that I had a warmer coat on (The original one was a long dress coat). Steve took all the kids but Sarah over to the gravesite. I followed and then all of a sudden after passing another service, and half of Steve's extended family I felt a draft....and then I realized my skirt was tucked into my pantyhose...and I had just flashed the other service and half of his family. So quickly I pleaded with Steve to help me get it untuck...and he just kept saying it is stuck I can't get it out...and as I was turning redder and redder I just kept begging and tugging to help him help me. Finally it came lose, but most people had already seen my lovely behind...so see if you can top that!!