A snotty nose confrontation...

Easy peasy embarrassing prompt


A clumsy person should have all sorts of stories to tell. There could be a five-minute video montage of all the times I’ve bumped my head on something or have fallen.

I mean seriously, who hits their head on a doorknob picking something up off of the floor? And who punches themself in the nose trying to take something apart? Yeah, that would be me.

I’ve only had the wind knocked out of me once. I was in pre-school (the four-year-old class). We were on a field trip at the state park. I was running down the hill while looking behind me and I ran straight into the trunk of a pine tree. The next thing I remember was waking up at the picnic table area with a bag of ice on my forehead.

That’s neither here nor there. A four year old doesn’t get embarrassed about stuff.

A twenty-five year old might.

"One of the most embarrassing things I ever did was...”


I was at my little brother’s graduation from USMC boot camp.  Just day’s prior, I was sick as a dog. My mom said, “You don’t need to go to your brother’s graduation. You’re too sick and it’s going to be very cold.” That was one of the few times I rolled my eyes in my head at advice my mother gave me. I always listen to her but this time I did not intend to. There was no way I was going to miss my brother's graduation.

I was there with a pocketful of snotty tissues. My husband (then fiancé) drove me the two hours to see the graduation ceremony. Every so often I would have to go to the bathroom to empty my pockets, blow my nose really good and refill my pockets with ten feet of toilet paper.

I had narrowed my sights in on my brother so I knew exactly the direction to run when it was over. I intended to make it through the crowd and to him before anyone else made it to anybody.

Picture in slow mo…. the ceremony is over… I hop down several rows of bleachers … following the previously navigated path… I weave in and out of people like I’ve got the football. I intend to jump over the rope that has not been removed.

Remember read slooooow mo…

I jump … my foot catches the bottom of the rope, I’m in the air, flying, falling, (changing sports now) and sliding across the ground like it’s a homerun. Snot flies from my nose and I hit the ground so hard I almost lose the scrunchy holding my ponytail together.

You can speed up now.

Without missing a beat, I jump up wipe my snotty face with my gloved hand, tighten my scrunchy and run to my brother. I’m crying when I get to him, not because I hurt myself, but because he’s my baby brother. I hadn’t seen him in 12 weeks and he was all sophisticated looking in his uniform. I give him a snotty hug.

Say it with me, “Awwwww”.

A near concussion doesn’t embarrass a four year old. Neither does having the snot knocked out of you at twenty-five.

Here’s the thing… when you’re forty and you walk into the low hanging overhead television in a barbershop full of men while you dig in your purse…

Yeah, that would be one of the most embarrassing things I ever did.

Update! I found a photo of me and my brother after we returned home that day. 

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