Nov 28 2009
A funny reminder
Sometimes the Lord has a humorous way of humbling us.
I rolled out of bed Monday morning, hair frizzed out to it’s enth degree, a nice break-out surfacing, lips chapped and bags under my eyes. I should have entered a “witch look-alike contest”, winning would have been a cinch. I never look great on Monday mornings, but this was definitely worse than usual.
Kelly, living proof that dinosaurs once roamed the earth, and looking equally unattractive suggests that we visit our Starbucks drive-through.
Decked in PJs, a hoody and my glasses, I raced to grab shot-gun so Kelly (aka Bell) would have to face the teller. Laughing on our way, we prayed that the teller would be female so as to prevent further embarassment.
If we only knew.
We sped through the drive-through, grabbed our drinks from the LADY teller, and headed home. Still joking about how bad we look, we pull into our driveway to see the familiar truck of our Dad’s old friend.
Kelly: “Oh no, Mr. Garfield’s here!”
Christa: “Oh dang, well…at least it’s just Mr. Garfield, I mean at least there are no single guys here…”
But instead of Mr. Garfield, one of the young married guys popped his head from behind the truck bed. Still in the car we started to panic,
Kelly: “Oh NO, it’s JOE! What do we do?!”
Christa: “let’s ease out real quiet and race inside…”
But our humiliation didn’t stop there, horror of horrors- from the other side of the truck another head appeared. None other than Will, the studly single guy who all the girls liked!
Panic had officially set in.
Christa: (laughing at the irony) “OH NO! It’s WILL! We look awful!!
We get out of the car as the guys approach, “What do we have here?” written on their glib faces.
Kelly wizzes inside leaving me to brave it alone.
Christa: “Uh hi guys” waving with a gulp. Hardly dressed for a prolonged chat I escape as soon as possible and burst out laughing as soon as Bell and I are in the safety of our own room.
We had such fun relating the story to our parents later that evening. ::chuckle:: I don’t think I’ll live this one down.
Lesson learned:
Laugh at yourself frequently, vanity is too unrealistic to stick around for long.
Note: For any of you girls who know the individuals involved, please …keep it to yourself. ; )
Straight from the Horses mouth:
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Ha! That’s hilarious! I’ve had similar embarrassing things happen to me. Sometimes you’ve just got to laugh or cry – I choose to laugh.
Thanks for making me smile!
hahaha, I haven’t had it happen quite like that, but definitely similar circumstances. I feel your pain!!! I once found a facebook bumper sticker that says “Blessed are those who laugh at themselves, for they shall never cease to be amused.”
Besides, why surprise a guy the morning after a honeymoon with the “real” you? The mark of a true guy is the one who thinks you’ve never looked your prettiest like that.
Thanks for the laugh, Christa! It’s in moments like those that I look back at and occasionally still feel the embarassment…what so what? It’s over with now! I’m glad we can choose to smile about it.
Hahaha. “Joe and Will.”
You girls are so dramatic… And so cute and so right. I just love you so much.
Love you too dear!
Thanks for sharing that! Your amusement at your own antics provided a great example to me…not to mention more laughs than a barrel full of monkeys!
Too funny.
Oh wow!! That’s just too hilarious!!!
Hi Christa!
That’s so funny…
I was wondering…where are the Paris pictures you took? I couldn’t find them in the Look Book.
the Paris pics were taken at the Saint Johns Bridge, Portland Or.
how did you take the pics without any traffic??
Tahahahaha. It’s good to know that we are not alone in our embarassing moments.
It makes me think of when I wake up to get ready for college and have terrible hair days- if Christa Taylor can laugh at not-so-pretty days, so can we.