Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Abject humiliation

Well, I guess I should not say "abject humiliation" because I have sort of successfully thrown this onto the pile of "things that will make me wince in pain forever" and am trying not to think about it. It was, however, quite embarrassing but funny so I thought I'd share. We can all use a laugh, right?

So I've been busily working on my garden. When we first moved here, almost 9 years ago, I started with a small plot out back for veggies and some wildflowers. The first summer it was up and running, I planted a wildflower mix. Over the course of the years, everything but one flower has died off or been inadvertently snuffed out. The winner of the flower sweepstakes is love-in-a-mist.

This year, the love-in-a-mist covers about an eight of my garden (a quarter of the original garden). It has to be moved. So I dug up a bunch of it, put it in a basket, and carried it to the front garden to replant. While there, I pulled out all the thriving weeds on one half of the garden, then planted the flowers. At some point, I was overcome by the heat and decided to go in for a break. After a drink and a potty break, I went back out to the garden.

I water using 5-gallon buckets filled with water that sits and warms overnight. I had just enough left in one of my buckets to water the poor little flowers. So I'm bending over, watering some of the flowers and see, out of the corner of my eye, a car coming down the street. At the same time, I felt a pretty nice breeze up my skirt, no doubt caused by the wake of the passing auto. But I could tell that something was wrong. There was a bit more breeze in one part than another. I was mortified to realize that I had come outside with my skirt unknowingly tucked up into my slip.


Yep, I am the reason for those garden signs you see with the fat lady bending over and showing her undies while she's gardening.

Did I mention 'ouch'?

Apparently the old ego needed a notch or two taken out of it this morning. I whipped the skirt into the configuration it was supposed to be and hoped that the person driving the car was not at all interested in what was going on in my front yard as s/he drove past.


Maybe I'm a touch more humiliated than I first realized.

1 comment:

Sandy said...

This is hysterical! Try coming out of the bathroom with your skirt tucked into your underwear and you don't even notice until you get to the cold vinyl seat and realize that it is colder than it should be! OUCH!
Humiliation at it's best....or a good you said!