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Last night I had a potentially horrifyingly embarrassing situation. I was looking at facebook on Jeff's iPod touch, which I don't often use and thus am not very comfortable with. Anyway, I was looking at different people's profiles, and I wanted to look at some pictures that someone, who will remain unnamed, posted. But, to get to the pictures I had to click on a post, which this person had made on their significant other's wall. And, because I am not very familiar with the whole "touch" part of the iPod touch, I very nearly clicked the "like" button on this conversation. Let's just say it was kind of a lovey-dovey post between these two people who I do not know too well, and thus would have been a very embarrassing conversation to click "like" on.

BUT, that didn't happen, and I am safe. However, this event caused me to start thinking about some of the embarrassing things that I have done, or that have happened to me, over my life. Most of you might not think any of these are too embarrassing, but you have to remember that I am kind of a shy person and often worry about what people think about me. In fact, I worry incessantly what people think of me. So, with that in mind, here are some my embarrassing situations:

• When I was really little--probably around 6 or 7--I spent the night over at my grandma's house. During the night I had to go to the bathroom so badly, but I couldn't find the doorknob to go out of the bedroom. I think I was still half-asleep, because I sat down on a chair in the room and, for some unknown reason, automatically assumed it was the toilet. So I peed and then went back to sleep. In the morning, when I realized what I had done and that I had to tell my grandparents, I was pretty embarrrassed.

• Okay, I am willing to admit that this one is not embarrassing at all, but at the time I was mortified. It was one of the first times that I was ever allowed to go out on my own with my friends and do something, so we decided to go see a movie (I was probably like 14 or something). After purchasing the ticket, the cashier woman said to me, "Thank you and enjoy the movie," to which I replied with a lovely little 14 year old smile, "Thank you, you too!" As I walked away I kept repeating to myself: stupid, stupid, stupid! Not really embarrassing, but like I said...

• In high school anything and everything you do that is slightly abnormal is potentially mortifying. One day during my student aide period, I was delivering a message to the office. After deliverying my message, I walked back to the large open staircases to return to my classroom upstairs. There weren't a lot of students around, which I think made it even worse. As I was walking upstairs, I biffed it--really badly. I fell flat out on my face, and then tried to get up and pretend like nothing happened. As I looked around all five students present during the event were looking at me with smiles on their faces. Yeah, that was pretty embarrassing.

• Oh, this was a good one. When I was in high school I hung out with this guy who I thought was pretty cute, although he was a couple years older than me. He drove a little blue-green car, which I often saw on the streets because we lived somewhat close to each other. One day, as I was driving down the street, I saw his car going the opposite way. So I flipped a quick U-turn, and started following him. He turned off of the big street we were on, and went down a small side street to his house. I got close behind him, and started honking and waving. The car pulled to the side of the road, the door opened, and out steps this guy's dad. Can you say embarrassing? I think I just put my head down on the steering wheel and in my humiliated state mumbled something about not knowing it was him.

• Hmm, oh I have another one that is actually way too embarrassing to share on the interweb. But you who know this story, know just how embarrassing it is. Yeah, definitely not going there.

• Recently a good male friend of mine came over to hang out at our house. When he asked to use the bathroom, I thought nothing of it. It wasn't until after he left, when I went into the bathroom, that I realized that one of my bras had been sitting on our shelf hanging over the toilet--at just about eye level. That was pretty embarrassing...

• Then there was the time, at Jeff's grandma's lovely funeral service, that the monster Hero escaped from the car. She ran over to where the pallbearers were carrying the caskett, and ran underneath it potentially tripping all of the men that were carrying it. (Jeff wrote about this last August, for any of you who haven't read that post.) I had to run over to her--in my skirt and heels--bend down and grab her, and then take her back to the car. SO embarrassing.

Well, that's about all of the embarrassing things I can think of for today. Hope everyone has a great weekend!!