Monday, November 13, 2006

The Bottom of the Story

I know I left some of you hanging with my last comment of having to borrow underwear from my MIL. It is a sad, sad fact, but a true one.

We were at Ace's uncle's house for an annual Labor Day get together. They only lived about 30 minutes from where we lived at the time, so we didn't do too much preparing to get there.

Apparently.

Because I forgot my underwear.

And I wasn't going to go without it.

So I had Ace go out and ask his mother if she had any to spare, and she did. I was BEYOND mortified.

And I can't believe that I just told this story on the Internet.

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh. My. Gob!

I honestly think I would have made 30 minute trip back home to get them before asking my MIL. You know, in case they lived so far out in the boonies that there wasn't a store within a closer drive.

And I'm still laughing over this.

12:35 PM  
Blogger Knitting Maniac said...

This was one of those situations when we were getting ready to go somewhere and I had just gotten out of the shower.

Now that I think about it, I don't think I was the one who suggested asking. I think that was all Ace.

12:56 PM  
Blogger Mamacita Tina said...

You brave, brave soul for sharing that story! Very funny!

7:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i do believe i would have gone commando! ok, i KNOW i would have!! that's a little icky.

7:43 PM  
Blogger Knitting Maniac said...

I am trying to remember if I could bring myself to wear them. I think I blocked it all out of my memory...

7:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'll bet that now when you pack underwear is the first thing in the suitcase...lol

1:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Go commando I always say..
you are a crack up Mer..
missing you this week! Hope you all are up and well now!
See you tomorrow?

7:34 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That

was a sad, sad day...

12:45 AM  

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