#1 Last Sunday I came down from the choir loft and walked down the side aisle of the church. When I got to the back, I bent down to greet a couple and hug their necks. I rose from my crouched position...so far so good...but about 3 footsteps past them, I got the left heel of my peeptoes caught in the right cuff of my very long dress pants. In that instant a few thoughts flashed through my mind. "The pastor and all of the people still on the stage are faced my direction." "The people in the sound booth and the overflow section are wondering if I am going to do a face plant." "I wonder if an usher will help me up if I fall." And, "Please don't fall. Please don't fall. Please don't fall."
Fortunately I recovered my footing and didn't fall. But I did a little hop, skip and duck. However as a former high school musical cast member (not that one), I stayed "in character" and continued on my way with a noble smile.
Guitar Girl, who was on stage and witnessed her mother's performance, had to stifle her giggles. And that afternoon she kindly re-enacted my performance. A couple of times.
What are kids for if not to mirror your mishaps and weird mannerisms...which they'll inherit ~ you watch!
The thing is, this has happened to me several times when I wear cuffed trousers. (I like the word trousers.) Trousers. Trousers. Trou~sers.
Say it. It's fun.
#2 Monday while teaching a high school Spanish class, a student to my right leaned in to me and picked a leaf out of my hair! A leaf. A dead, brown leaf. In my hair. I just have no idea...But "Muchas gracias, Ashley."
Now back to trabajo, clase. Como se dice "leaf" en espanol? Yeah...I thought so.
#3 Following an afternoon of homeschooling in the van (vanschooling)while we waited for my husband to finish his hyperbaric treatments, I had promised Skate~Boy a treat. Down the road we went until we spied a Dunkin' Donuts. Skate~Boy belted out the "Hallelujah Chorus" and I took that as a sign to swerve in. You may not believe in signs but I do. Since I am taking a break from sugar, this visit to the drive-thru was strictly for Skate~Boy. Strictly.
I pulled up to the menu and got confused by the lunch options. (Actually I am menu-challenged and may do a future post on my menu malady.) So after the "May I help you?" my brilliant reply was, "Are ya'll still serving donuts?"
Yeah. At Dunkin' Donuts. The place that makes and serves donuts 24/7. If Bill Engvall had been there, I'm sure I would have heard, "Here's your sign." 'Cause like I already said, "I believe in signs."
Hey Dunkin' Donuts! Just so ya know...I love your coffee way better than some other fancy schamncy coffee houses! See? And I'll be back for lunch! But first I'll have to peruse your lunch menu online. Because that's what I do. Because I'm menu-challenged.
How about you? Had any Fodd occurences lately? Do Tell!
(Top photo by Linda Charlene)