WEE (Wednesday's Embarrassing Encounters)

Every Wednesday I write about some of the most embarrassing moments of my life. Feel free to add any embarrassing moments of your own.

Many years ago, Kevin was usually gone on 4-day trips every week. He would call home about the same time every night. I would expect those calls.

One night I was ready to talk. It had been a bad day and I wanted to vent. I answered his call and only let him get out "How are you?" before I started unloading. I told him I'd helped Brakston deliver newspapers that morning and fallen in the dark. I had badly bruised my knee and ripped my best pair of workout pants. Then I told him that for some strange reason I had been burping all day. I couldn't seem to stop.

About that time, "Kevin" interrupted to say, "Excuse me. I think you might not know who you're talking to. This is _____________."

It was a man from our ward that I didn't even know well. Oops!

It took me months to even feel comfortable looking at him in church. If only I were the type of person that could turn my embarrassment into a laugh riot instead of wanting to crawl under a church bench!

WEE (Wednesday's Embarrassing Encounters)

For the next little while I'm adding a new feature. Every Wednesday will feature an account of one of my embarrassing moments. These are moments that I can laugh about now, and I hope they'll cause you to chuckle as well. Feel free to leave your own WEE moments in the comments.

Okay, this one is way too recent for me to laugh about yet but I have hope for the future.

I have mentioned before that I have very overactive sweat glands. I don't even have to be exerting myself. I sweat profusely just because the room is slightly warm. And I don't sweat in easy to conceal places like under my arms. No way. That would be too easy. I sweat around my hairline so sweat is always dripping off my face and down my neck so that everyone can see it.

That in and of itself is extremely embarrassing, but why stop there? On Saturday as I was rappelling and then had to hang from the rope because of a knot (see last Saturday's post), I had to support my entire body weight with my arms. I had to do this for about 8-10 minutes so it really did take some exertion causing me to really sweat hard.

Finally, I was able to finish rappelling to the bottom of the cliff. There were about a dozen people at the bottom (more than half I did not know) all talking to me about what the knot problem had been like and if I was scared. After assuring everyone I had not been scared at all and walking around for a few minutes, I happened to look down at my pants. The harness had caused all the sweat to pool in the groin area making it appear that I had wet my pants.

I was quite humiliated to think I had been walking around this way and talking to people as if nothing were wrong. Maybe I'll find this humorous in 10 years or so but for now, it's just one more WEE episode! (no pun intended)

WEE

Although I forgot last week, I have dedicated Wednesdays to be WEE (Wednesday's Embarrassing Encounters) posts until I run out of embarrassing moments (or at least run out of ones I'll admit to).



WARNING! This post has been rated PG-13 by the MPAA (marvelle posting academy of America). It contains brief nudity and may be inappropriate for children under the age of 13. (or for my mom)

During my sophomore year at Ricks College, my boyfriend Patrick and I drove up into the Tetons to play in the snow (he was from Houston so snow was such a novelty to him). We were able to jump on the snow and break through the crust and sink ourselves in the snow up to our waists or higher. It was so much fun except for one minor detail. Once we climbed back in the car and turned on the heat, all that snow turned to water. My pants were soaking wet and it was highly uncomfortable not to mention chilly. I finally decided to wiggle out of them and try to let them dry. Patrick had a small blanket in the car that I could use to keep myself modestly covered (as long as I was sitting down).

The problem was that it was a very small blanket and didn't wrap completely around me. When we arrived back at my apartment, my pants weren't dry so I decided just to carry them in. Patrick pulled up close to my apartment door and I very carefully backed out of the car (so he couldn't see my exposed posterior). I orchestrated a clever maneuver in order to hold the blanket between the door frame and my hip as I opened my apartment door and then very carefully backed into my apartment closing the door safely behind me. I knew all my roommates were gone so I patted myself on the back for successfully making it into my apartment without being seen by anyone.
Then I turned around to head to my bedroom only to see my friend, Gary, sitting at our kitchen table doubled over in laughter. He had witnessed the whole scene and had had a great view of my exposed buttocks. Yes, I had just mooned him.

I fled to my bedroom, slammed the door, and yelled for Gary to go away. He just kept laughing and begging me to come out saying "It's no big deal. It was just your butt!" I was so embarrassed. I refused to come out until he bribed me with a hot fudge sundae from McDonalds (yes, I'm a sucker for chocolate and he knew it!).

Mom, if you're still reading this, I warned you!

WEE (Wednesday's Embarrassing Encounters)

For the next little while I'm adding a new feature. Every Wednesday will feature an account of one of my embarrassing moments. These are moments that I can laugh about now, and I hope they'll cause you to chuckle as well. Feel free to leave your own WEE moments in the comments.

This embarrassing moment was probably MUCH more embarrassing for the other party than for me but it has entertainment value so I'm including it.

My first year at Ricks College I had a "twin" somewhere on campus. I never actually met her but people mistook me for her ALL the time. Nearly every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday as I was heading to tutor writing, people would stop me and ask why I wasn't headed to Child Development. I would explain that I didn't take Child Development. They would usually argue that I did because I was in their class (as if I wouldn't know my own schedule!).

The most telling evidence that I had a "twin" came one day when I was standing in the library talking to a friend. All of a sudden, a tall guy came up behindme, wrapped his arms around me, and leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I turned to him and sweetly asked, "Do I know you?" At which point the guy turned beet red, mumbled "I thought you were my girlfriend", and practically ran out of the library.

(Maybe we should all hang out in the library more often! lol)

WEE (Wednesday's Embarrassing Encounters)

Not that all my embarrassing encounters occur on Wednesdays but that just seems as good a day as any to report on them.

For the next little while I'm adding a new feature. Every Wednesday will feature an account of one of my embarrassing moments. These are moments that I can laugh about now, and I hope they'll cause you to chuckle as well. Feel free to leave your own WEE moments in the comments.

After we moved into our current home, it became a hangout place for the teenage boys in our neighborhood for some reason (hmmm...could it be because I would play football with them and hold huge water fights? but I digress). One day, 13-year-old Clinton Madsen proposed that we go climb the trees in his backyard.

I absolutely love to climb trees and he had two wonderfully tall trees in his backyard, so I was all for this plan. We all headed over to Madsen's backyard where Clint climbed one tree while I climbed another. I was quite high (in the treetop, of course) when I hear a deep, masculine voice say, "Sister Morgan, what are you doing up there?"

I looked down to see my bishop (Clinton's father) looking up at me. I will never forget the look on his face - totally awkward moment!