I don't know how long I walked around throughout the day with that big hole in the rear end of my pants, but I just hope it was long enough to bring a smile to someone's face! I'd like to think it did.
One of my favorite memories of doing something embarrassing and not knowing it until later happened a few years ago while we were living in St. George.I had just had Ada and was taking her in to see the pediatrician Dr. Twiggs. I hadn't eaten yet and was in a hurry, so I grabbed a pink poptart of some sort and ate it in the car on the way.
Dr. Twiggs is a great doctor. He was Drew and Hayden's pediatrician while we were there. But he never was extremely friendly per se or very talkative. But
at this visit he was very attentive. He was answering all of my questions, discussing all sorts of things with me, and for the first time I really felt like he cared . . . the visit actually lasted quite a long time. It was rather nice to have him spend so much time with us. When we left and I got Ada's car seat in the car I got into the driver's seat and looked in the mirror. I was completely horrified. My face was completely covered with pink gooey pop tart filling. I am not exaggerating either. It wasn't just a little speck of goo . . . it was all over my entire face minus my forehead. I started laughing hysterically just thinking about how in the world he kept a straight face while he talked to me all of that time! He talked to me forever, and I never had a clue that I was covered in sugary pop tart goo. How did he do that? Doctors aren't paid all those big bucks for nothing. They are truly skilled. Oh fun times!!!!
at this visit he was very attentive. He was answering all of my questions, discussing all sorts of things with me, and for the first time I really felt like he cared . . . the visit actually lasted quite a long time. It was rather nice to have him spend so much time with us. When we left and I got Ada's car seat in the car I got into the driver's seat and looked in the mirror. I was completely horrified. My face was completely covered with pink gooey pop tart filling. I am not exaggerating either. It wasn't just a little speck of goo . . . it was all over my entire face minus my forehead. I started laughing hysterically just thinking about how in the world he kept a straight face while he talked to me all of that time! He talked to me forever, and I never had a clue that I was covered in sugary pop tart goo. How did he do that? Doctors aren't paid all those big bucks for nothing. They are truly skilled. Oh fun times!!!!
2 comments:
I love it.... This is the Mary I remember. I got to see you at your best too. Caving at the Nutty Putty and playing wally ball comes to mind. heheh
This is the greatest thing I have EVER read. Thanks for sharing Mary. You have skills.
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