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Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Foot in Mouth Disease

This article was posted on CNN yesterday. We've all been there, either on the receiving end of a snarky comment or the person shoving foot in mouth all the way up to the ankle.

I have to agree with the author that the NUMBER ONE thing a person never, ever, ever asks a woman of childbearing years.... "When are you due?" My dear friend Angel once met up with an acquaintance (actually the wife of her cousin's ex-husband) and uttered those very words.

The conversation went something like this: "Wow! You look like you are ready to pop. When are you due?" There was, if I recall the retelling of the story correctly, a moment or two of awkward silence before the following reply was given: "My baby is six weeks old." Oops.

The girl has a history of getting into awkward conversations. There were two girls, different ages, at our high school who had similar, unusually set eyes. Angel had a Journalism course with the younger of the two and asked the girl to tell her her sister's name. She gave Angel a funny look (no pun intended) and responded: "I don't have a sister. Convinced the two HAD to be kin, Angel says: "Yes, you do!" Which still makes me laugh (but no LOL, Stomper Girl).

I had my own foot-in-mouth moment at J.T.'s birthday party. I won't retell it as it was tragic and not at all one of those things you can laugh about later. It WAS unintentional and unpreventable... so I can live with it.

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