Okay, by now most, if not all of you know how open I am about sharing my stories, my life, my funnies, right? Well, the following is going to show you just how brave I am, although I think the majority of you all are going to be shaking your heads, saying, "Why oh why did she feel the need to share? Has she no pride?" The answer to that would be, yes, I do have pride... I know it's somewhere here, I just can't seem to find it at the moment. And hell, when something funny happens, even if it is pretty embarrassing, how can I not share it with all my friends (and yes, strangers!) in Blogland?
Unfortunately for me, it's not just my chicks that routinely read this, but a handful of guys (hi PatrickRL! Hi Patrick S! Hi Artie!) and various family members, including my dad, my uncle and my mother-in-law. That being said, I'm still going to share with you my embarrassing moment. This won't take but a minute, so if you're in a hurry, just keep your pants on! I couldn't, but you'll read about that next.
Early this morning, probably around 6 a.m., I was laying in bed, fast asleep having a nice dream. In the dream I had to pee really bad so I went to the potty. Ahhhhhhhhhh... that feels much better!
You know that feeling, when you've held your bladder for as long as you possibly can, and finally, RELEASE! Well, unfortunately for me, I was getting that "Ahh" feeling not only in my dream, but in my bed!!!!!!!! I woke up to a very warm sensation and my body quickly put a clamp on it, but it was too late. I had wet my pants!!!!!!!!!!!
I hopped out of bed like someone had stuck me in the ass with a hot poker and I just stood there, listening to the shower running (Jimmy) and looking around the room to see who might be observing this moment of humiliation. Thank goodness, no one was there of course. Who did I expect to see in my bedroom at 6 a.m.? All my friends from Blogland? Nope, there were just a few sleepy-eyed kitties blinking at me. Whew!
Next I checked the sheets. Dry as a bone. Wow, that's like a miniature miracle! But my shorts were completely soaked and I was out of clean undies. What to do? What to do? I wasn't about to take a shower at this ungodly hour, and let's be reasonable, pee- pee is sterile, so why bother? Ah! Clean panties in the laundry room! But Jimmy could be out of the shower any moment and I don't want him to see me in this predicament! So, I whipped off my shorts and ran like a bat out of hell through the house to the laundry room to get some clean drawers.
Unfortunately, they were at the bottom of a heap of clean clothes I'd yet to fold so I sent laundry flying in all directions. Finally, clean ones!!!!!! So I put them on and calmly made my way back to the bedroom. Oh bonus, Jimmy was still in the shower. So I climbed back into my nice (dry) bed and almost instantly fell back to sleep.
I should be totally mortified after sharing all this with you, right? Well, I'm not. What does that say about me? And how many bloggy friends will I lose after this ridiculous post? ROFLMAO! Sorry, but it had to be done!
Until next time, Justine :o )
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