Ok, anyone living within one hundred miles of OKC, I have an announcement for you: we are no longer friends. Because *chances are* you saw me around town today .... and everyone knows that FRIENDS don't let FRIENDS walk around town with a ginormous ranch dressing stain on their boob.
So until I can trust you to be honest with me, or trust myself to eat lunch without being such a total slob, I don't think we can be friends.
That's all I have to say about that.
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Oh Kristie! I do believe we are long lost twins! lol! I was walking around yesterday with a big italian dressing stain on my top that I had no idea was there!
Good thing Fort Worth is a little bit farther than 100 miles, he he he, were still friends, YAAAA! Sounds like you have the shelf problem that I have, same thing happened to me on the 3rd, my daughters 22nd birthday, leaving the resturant I was like I'll carry the baby! He's only 29 lbs, but covered up my mess perfectly!!
Oh no! that was so me on sat! except I was driving through okc to get back to dallas and I spilled flipping burger sauces on my shirt while driving!
in our house it is not a family dinner unless I have spilled food or a drink on myself. I used to blame my children for he messes on my shirt. Well, now I know it is just me.
ha...ha...
I also had a spillage day yesterday.. but it was the malto meal I had for breakfast and I guess i'm not super familiar with my new "shelf" yet.. and didnt see it till I went to the bathroom an hour after getting to work.. but be assured.. MANY people came to talk to me before I noticed... Not one person mentioned the malto meal on my shelf....
We must be twins separated at birth (and by 10 or so years and several states!!)! My suggestion? Do what I do - wear a lot of black t-shirts. I know that's a less comfortable thing to do in the OK climate (as opposed to the WA state climate), but it does help some, as it will camouflage lots of stains/accidents/klutziness...well,you get the picture, I'm sure.
I would have told you! I always tell people when they have food in their teeth and I always ask if I have food in my teeth! I will even tell friends if they have boogers!
Diane in Cincinnati
Kristie, Kristie, Kristie,...I didn't wear food on my shirt recently but I did walk out of the stall at my inlaw's church restroom with my skirt stuck in my pantyhose! I stood in front of the sink washing my hands like that and do you know that 3 women walked by me (one even picked up my sunglasses that I dropped for me) and not one mentioned that my butt was out there for all to see! Thank God for the big mirror in the foyer of the bathroom or I would have exposed many more people!
Sorry, I was just to embarrassed to say anything.
Kidding! Sorry I missed that!
I love being friends with a gal who really enjoys her ranch dressing :)
I announced to my friend the other day that she had a new duty as my friend, or she would be fired. This mole on my neck? You are to tell me when the big black hair starts growing out of it WAY before it gets 1/2 inch long. Seriously. Friends don't let friends walk around like that.
Don't feel bad. I can't manage to eat anything without it winding up on my clothes. It happens to the best of us. And I'm glad I don't live anywhere near OKC! 8)
Totally unfair! I was holed up in a school all day long...so, while I do live within 100 miles of OKC, I had no way of knowing of your boob troubles. But, rest assured, I have had boob drippage before as well.
Don't feel bad. Today I went to work to get my classroom ready. I wore my shirt inside out and then put a big pink marker spot on the inside out shirt.
I saw like 10 people I hadn't seen all summer and my kids didn't even bother to tell me either. Go figure....
The kids didn't tell you?!?
I don't know which is worse the ranch dressing or the bathing suit liner...
Why, don't you get it? You're just so darn fascinating, and such a great conversationalist, that no one even NOTICED the darn stain!
Well, at least I don't feel alone! Yesterday at the National Night Out in our community, after being there for around 30 minutes...getting food, sitting down outside to eat and then moving inside to eat because it was too hot...I realized my shorts were unzipped. At LEAST I had my shirt untucked and pulled most of the way over my bulging belly and underwear. GEEZ...you'd THINK that one of my 3 children or my husband would have noticed and, if not just to save their OWN pride, told me, but no...not a word! Sorry...you'll have to tell your new friends that they have 'boob' job from now on! lol!!
Patricia, Garden City
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