
I was looking at a Redbook magazine last night and I always love the "Red in the Face, embarrassing moments" section. I've had too many embarrassing moments to count, but one recent one immediately came to mind.
Before I went to Oregon this past summer, I bought a few pair of those "boy cut" undies. They really are comfy. There was one pair that was so cute, and I didn't wear them until on the trip home...underneath a skirt...no stockings (I hate stockings, and it was summer anyway!).
So, I get on the plane no problem. I sit on the plane no problem. But, when it's time to get off the

I can't remember such a long walk to a bathroom...and I barely made it -- those undies were dangerously low on my hips...when I reached the ladies room, they were slipping down my thighs - I ran into the stall and "rigged" them by, um, er, wedging them in best I could *laugh* -- Imagine thongless thongs *shudder*
I don't know which was worse - the thought of having to step out of my undies in the crowded Dallas airport, or the stupid ducky walk I had to do to keep the undies from doing that...haw!
What's your embarrassing moment?
(and don't forget to guess the number of jelly beans in the jellybean jar!)
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