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Mommy Wow! I'm a Big Kid Now!

Okay, so I basically just tried to hold the door open for the guy walking behind me - the door to the girls bathroom. Yeah, cuz that's not embarrassing at all! Fortunately he didn't say something like 'Thanks, but I think I'll use the MENS room'.
That reminds me of a time on my mission when we knocked on the door of an older gentleman and asked if we could come in and talk to him for a minute. He said no, he was getting dressed. I remember having a sort of out of body experience at that moment with my conscience screaming 'NO, DON'T SAY THAT!' at the same time that my mouth was asking, 'Well, can we help you with anything?' The gentleman looked at me oddly and then said, 'Uh, no, I can do it myself thanks.'
If only I would learn to keep my mouth shut!

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Becky said…
You crack me up. I'm so glad to know I'm not the only onle who does stuff like this!
March 26, 2009 at 5:06 PM
Stacy Lynn Carroll said…
I love it! You reminded me of Brian Regan, have you heard him? He does a great bit on saying awkward things...classic!
March 26, 2009 at 6:40 PM
Annette said…
Kriss, sometimes I really miss having you live across the hall from me. You make me smile in so many ways... this on, as truly awkward as it is, might just take the cake! Love ya!
March 26, 2009 at 10:18 PM
Baby Sister said…
Lol. Oh Kriss you make me laugh!
March 29, 2009 at 1:28 PM
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