I took my kids to play at the beach since it was reasonably sunny & hot (we've been having steady rain) so everyone put on shorts, and augh...none of mine fit my pregnant self. So I slapped in a tank top & one of those wrap-around skirts. I tied it in a knot in the side and loaded everyone up and away we went.
After a few hours, the wind was really picking up and it started to drizzle. So we packed up and got back in the van.
I decided to get gas before we left so we could drive around the lake. I get out, pump the gas and than opened my van door to tell the kids I'll be right back and I shut the door.
I took two steps and a gust of wind RIPPED MY SKIRT OFF and it went blowing away and stuck to the window of the gas station.
I'm standing in shock in front of hundreds of beach folk & in my tank top & panty & sandles. I scramble back to the van & sit in humiliation trying to convince my 9yr old to go get my skirt off the window of the store.
The cashier was kind enough to come out and pull my skirt off the window and bring it to me....all so I could put it back on and go in the store with no pride & stand in line to pay for my gas.
I think I was Bridget Jones in a former life.
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I found your blog when I was looking for postings about Saskatoon Berry pies..and laughed out loud when I read this post! That really would be a Bridget Jones kind of moment. Thanks for sharing!
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