tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289210826695300950.post8061762628970725717..comments2023-05-08T06:56:04.355-07:00Comments on Housewife Memoirs: Crash & BurnThe Pingreeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09751138817465220272noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289210826695300950.post-28468438176636922392012-10-23T14:40:54.161-07:002012-10-23T14:40:54.161-07:00Ouch! Not only is that embarrassing, but it sound...Ouch! Not only is that embarrassing, but it sounds like it hurt so much.<br /><br />I've never had anything quite like that. My extent of embarrassing stories is walking into the men's restroom and then running out when I realized what I had done.Autumn @ Autumn All Alonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01656425235020831354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289210826695300950.post-91044745738546537402012-10-02T08:06:30.982-07:002012-10-02T08:06:30.982-07:00Let me tell you girl... I have done this so many t...Let me tell you girl... I have done this so many times. The other day I was walking down the sidewalk at an event in heels carrying a super heavy box alone (only because I refused help from three guys assuring them i could handle it alone.) I tripped OUT of my shoes and hit the pavement with the contents of the box spilling everywhere... so embarrassing. Jillianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04185423759021869130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5289210826695300950.post-57868367149732923152012-10-02T07:57:05.836-07:002012-10-02T07:57:05.836-07:00Ah! Oh my goodness! That's way embarrassing. N...Ah! Oh my goodness! That's way embarrassing. Not sure if this will make you feel any better or not. However, when I was an EFY counselor one of my girls had to be picked up early on Thursday (Sunday dress attire). I safely delivered her to her dad and was hustling to make it back to the dorm and decided to take a shortcut through a slight construction area. <br /><br />Basically somehow clumsy me tripped on a forklift (How do you miss that?!), did some crazy move which showed my underside and found myself on the ground. Little did I know my girl and her dad saw the whole thing. (Talk about losing your air of professionalism.) Turns out I sprained my ankle and her dad had to carry me to the health counselors. I pray I never see either of them ever again!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17869568502107646593noreply@blogger.com