tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post33481093892637597..comments2024-02-23T02:02:35.985-05:00Comments on Mudpies and Magnolias: Embarassing moments keep readers engagedMaggie Toussainthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-45289123671501397042013-01-15T21:22:53.702-05:002013-01-15T21:22:53.702-05:00I'm grinning because that's just the kind ...I'm grinning because that's just the kind of goof I could have made, Paula. As soon as I think "don't say this" I can't think of anything else but that.<br /><br />But I bet the men were pleased as punch. They probably hadn't ever been called erotic.<br /><br />Thanks so much for visiting me here at Mudpies. Hope you'll stop in again. The door's always open!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-38028239463493934582013-01-15T21:17:33.076-05:002013-01-15T21:17:33.076-05:00Oh, Mona. I know your face must have flamed so red...Oh, Mona. I know your face must have flamed so red it hurt. I've done this before and it is so embarassing.<br /><br />I've also done a dorky version of this. For some reason I now get annoyed putting on socks. Especially any that come up taller than crew socks. I tend to get them mostly up my leg, then move on to getting shoes on and getting going. Consequently, I'm often running around with one pants leg tucked oddly into a sock.<br /><br />Good thing there's no fashion police around here!<br /><br />Thanks for coming by and staying for a visit!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-80564464588730718122013-01-15T21:14:26.183-05:002013-01-15T21:14:26.183-05:00Your dad has quite a sense of humor. I have some g...Your dad has quite a sense of humor. I have some gait issues as well. Everything will be fine, and then I'll be sprawled on the ground. I don't know if I step wrong or don't pick up my foot all the way or if something gives out. Mostly it seems to be a short circuit.<br /><br />Perhaps we are all one fall away from a major short circuit!<br /><br />Thanks for stopping in!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-52255271659222202262013-01-15T21:12:11.096-05:002013-01-15T21:12:11.096-05:00Seriously laughing out loud, here. What a great re...Seriously laughing out loud, here. What a great recovery, Keena. I would have succumbed to brain freeze.<br /><br />My first day on my first job out of college, a whole group of coworkers invited me to eat with them in the onsite cafeteria. Fried chicken was on the menu. I was starved. Got to my seat and dug into my meal. After a bit, I looked around. I was the only person who had picked up their chicken to eat it. Every one else was using knives and forks.<br /><br />Always something...Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-7519442552785638812013-01-15T21:09:38.696-05:002013-01-15T21:09:38.696-05:00Ilona, We must be twins separated at birth. I deve...Ilona, We must be twins separated at birth. I developed a name for that kind of mishap - it's a splat. And the rule of thumb for splats is they almost never happen in private - always when you're out and about. And there's usually at least one kind of embarassing sound as a result...<br /><br />Good to "see" you!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-26682621393907554612013-01-15T21:07:49.346-05:002013-01-15T21:07:49.346-05:00Gosh, now you've got my curiosity up. What cou...Gosh, now you've got my curiosity up. What could Jenny have done? I'm envisioning lingerie mishaps or lacy fans. Don't know why my mind went right to that.<br /><br />Thanks for swinging by. Always nice to see familiar faces!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-21286056023810917112013-01-15T21:04:31.112-05:002013-01-15T21:04:31.112-05:00You made me smile, LD. Funny how certain of us see...You made me smile, LD. Funny how certain of us seem to have quite a collection of, er, stories. I have mostly learned to stop shooting my mouth off outside of home - it always ends poorly in public, especially in a small town.<br /><br />Thanks for stopping in. Come again!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-69451452592520273262013-01-15T21:02:55.303-05:002013-01-15T21:02:55.303-05:00That's a great story, Sandra. I can just see a...That's a great story, Sandra. I can just see a kindly gentleman doctor wanting to help you. Probably the worst part was the stunned, knock your breath out intitial moment. Glad you recovered!<br /><br />Thanks for visiting Mudpies!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-50676684829339260842013-01-15T21:01:16.069-05:002013-01-15T21:01:16.069-05:00Too funny, Mary.
Although I thought these things ...Too funny, Mary.<br /><br />Although I thought these things might happen less as I became more mature. But it seems like I'm still speaking out of turn and not watching where my hands and feet are going. Luckily now I can blame "maturity" LOL.Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-25600910633687740042013-01-15T20:59:56.782-05:002013-01-15T20:59:56.782-05:00That's priceless, Celia. I'm sure no one r...That's priceless, Celia. I'm sure no one remembers, now, though I know that must have been tough for you at the time. Everyone else probably was having a major wardrobe malfunction in order to get to the fire, so I'm sure you were in good company.<br /><br />Thanks for the visit and comment!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-60697590979534123142013-01-15T20:57:33.033-05:002013-01-15T20:57:33.033-05:00omigoodness, Terry. I bet when you read that you h...omigoodness, Terry. I bet when you read that you had a serious heart attack. I remember looking at Drakeet and wondering if I'd lost my mind.Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-20873103844018015592013-01-15T18:12:10.981-05:002013-01-15T18:12:10.981-05:00Ah, you didn't use the "find whole words ...Ah, you didn't use the "find whole words only" and "match case" options...that'll get you every time. I changed a character from James to Frank, and even though I did it 'right' I'd forgotten that the heroine was watching a James Bond movie ... Yep ... Frank Bond. Luckily I caught it before publications. Still have to check everything. Twice. Terry Odellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11610682530545306687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-66169598166556588582013-01-15T16:10:29.532-05:002013-01-15T16:10:29.532-05:00Maggie, I had my share of embarrassing moments. La...Maggie, I had my share of embarrassing moments. Last month, I went to church in the morning. A woman sitting in the pew behind me tapped on my shoulder and pointed to me. I didn't understand. She whispered: "Your skirt." Yes, it was stuck in my underwear. To think I took the elevator in my building, crossed the garage, drove to church, crossed the parking lot, and entered the church without even noticing!! I was about to die.Mona Riskhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14923883333893160794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-86635377898871064702013-01-15T15:02:18.538-05:002013-01-15T15:02:18.538-05:00Glad I'm not the only one who does dumb stuff....Glad I'm not the only one who does dumb stuff. I blame my editor for not catching the fact that I had 3 characters named Hank in one of my books (since revised and republished with fixes). I think I tend to block most of my embarrassing moments -- but I do trip and fall, often over nothing, which isn't particularly 'couth.' My dad used to say I tripped over the white lines painted in the street.<br />Terry <br /><a href="http://terryodell.com/terrysplace" rel="nofollow">Terry's Place</a><br /><br /> Terry Odellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11610682530545306687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-37885151007507858392013-01-15T12:40:29.393-05:002013-01-15T12:40:29.393-05:00During a job interview once, I took a drink of wat...During a job interview once, I took a drink of water, then coughed, spraying water all over the table. The interview committee gaped at me. I stared at the interview committee, then said, "well, that's mortifying." We all laughed and went on. I didn't get the job, btw. Keena Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985958126062809043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-25232241687305566102013-01-15T11:35:23.705-05:002013-01-15T11:35:23.705-05:00Maggie, loved the post! As a klutz, I've had m...Maggie, loved the post! As a klutz, I've had my share of stupid moments. Like the time I was at the Thomas Jefferson home and tripped on the door sill and went spralling into the hall. The sound echoed through the building.Ilona Fridlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-73892827032592268632013-01-15T10:57:55.839-05:002013-01-15T10:57:55.839-05:00Too many to list. And some of them cannot be repea...Too many to list. And some of them cannot be repeated in mixed company!Jenny Twisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15716569675973035423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-28836386409086115512013-01-15T02:36:55.378-05:002013-01-15T02:36:55.378-05:00I had lunch with a colleague a few years ago who p...I had lunch with a colleague a few years ago who pointed out that he was wearing different shoes. He said he had to walk fast all day so nobody could focus on his feet.Patricia Wintonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05095600674659292509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-58894034004317800852013-01-15T01:13:29.276-05:002013-01-15T01:13:29.276-05:00My embarrassing moments? Oh, I think it would be r...My embarrassing moments? Oh, I think it would be rude of me to fill your entire blog.LD Mastersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01202135756299574972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-63818846503879233112013-01-14T20:09:21.530-05:002013-01-14T20:09:21.530-05:00My most embarrassing moment. I was assisting an or...My most embarrassing moment. I was assisting an oral surgeon with a dental implant. At a certain point in the procedure, I left the room to develop an x-ray. I was looking at the film when I walked back into the room and hit my head (hard) on a large piece of equipment. The patient was a doctor who jumped out of the chair and proceeded to examine me in the middle of his procedure. He was very nice about it, but I was embarrassed and the surgeon was not amused. Sandra Daileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14096003641160112825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-83701376332956544612013-01-14T18:00:32.906-05:002013-01-14T18:00:32.906-05:00My whole life!!! LOL!My whole life!!! LOL!Mary Ricksenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12676306822821614446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-88777526786610866302013-01-14T17:53:18.743-05:002013-01-14T17:53:18.743-05:00Too many to count. The one that sticks out in my m...Too many to count. The one that sticks out in my mind is when I was conducting a sales meeting (I was electrical distributor buyer selling light bulbs). The attendees were all men. I told them I was concerned about sales because they were too erotic (I don't know what possessed me not to say eratic).Paula Pettyhttp://www.paulapetty.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-65529770801375015062013-01-14T17:30:20.904-05:002013-01-14T17:30:20.904-05:00Too many to count, and most when I was a teenagers...Too many to count, and most when I was a teenagers. One night, deep in the night, fire sirens woke up the town. Thw two-story Junior High was blazing, and many citizens raced over there to watch. I wanted to go so badly, and Mother did, too, so she said, just throw a shirt over your pajamas. You'll be fine. But I forgot that I had polka-dot globs of Noxema on places on my face, and my hair was rolled up in pin-curls covered with an Aunt Jemima bandanna. I looked horrid, and of course, ran into some boys from my class. Very, very, very embarrassing. I hope they don't remember that.But I assure you they remembered the next day at school--the high school.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16272417114895975742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-84014859876525273232013-01-14T17:09:23.122-05:002013-01-14T17:09:23.122-05:00Hi Jacquie! (Your post came through twice and I de...Hi Jacquie! (Your post came through twice and I deleted the second time, in case anyone's wondering about the deleted comment.) <br /><br />Yikes on the copy editor finding the name goof. But it can happen so easily. I just changed a characters name from Jack to Drake because I already had a "J" name character. Anyway, find/replace left me with words like Drakeet<br /> (jacket minus the jack and adding the drake - argh). Hopefully, I'll be the only one to see those mistakes.<br /><br />I feel your pain!Maggie Toussainthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12011893139722870283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740858803121444958.post-10868960815375976182013-01-14T16:59:33.087-05:002013-01-14T16:59:33.087-05:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Jacqueline Seewaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09177500620940251009noreply@blogger.com