April 6, 2007
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Good Friday
This Friday is good in many ways. First, of course, it is the day we remember Christ’s death for us. “ Fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” (Hebrews 12:2). Another reason my Friday is good today is that the four younger children are at an all-day sports/evangelism day with swimming and pizza. Hunter and I are at the library where he is supposed to be doing school work and I am to be working on my book. In actuality, he is reading and laughing quietly, and I am fiddling on Xanga. In about a half an hour, I head out to lunch with sarabelle7 while Hunter dines with TGD. Strangely enough, there is NOTHING on the schedule for tonight. We are sure we must have forgotten something, because a free evening is so rare–and so very good!Here’s a funny tale from yesterday. Thursdays are our days of running, and this one was even more packed than usual. I was in line at the library, halfway through the day, when I noticed a long string on my skirt. Unwisely, I pulled it.
“Ah! I am removing the hem from my skirt!” I thought in a panic as black thread seemed to spring from nowhere at the lightest touch.
I begged a pair of scissors from the librarian at the circulation desk so I could cut instead of pull. But, the damage was already done; I had removed all but five inches of the stitching holding my hem in place.
“I still have six hours before I go home! I can’t have a floppy hem. What to do?”
I went into the children’s department of the library (wonderful ladies), explained my dilemma, and asked for some tape. “I know just what you need,” one librarian said. “This tape held my skirt in place all day.” I gratefully took the packing tape and sat down to repair my ravaged wardrobe. It must have been Men Bring Your Children to the Library Day as about six dads walked by as I had my hem flipped up and my slip exposed. I nodded sheepishly an murmured, “Just repairing my hem” to their unspoken questions and averted eyes.
And, the librarian was right! That tape held up all night! I will sew my hem back in, though. The tape scratched a bit.
Did you ever have an embarrassing clothing disaster?
Comments (32)
when I was in the Army…. we were doing hand to hand combat training….. and I ripped a huge hole in my uniform right at the crotch….. well it was a hot summer day in S Carolina…so I wasnt wearing any undergarmets…. so yeah….. everyone saw everything…… and we were in the field….so I couldnt just go change….. I did get a nickname that day….. but that wont be shared….haha…
I can’t recall any clothing issues I’ve had. Could be because I only wear t-shirts and jeans these days. Well, I guess I do have issues if you consider having not-much-style to be a problem (as my sister does). She keeps threatening to turn me into the TLC show “What Not to Wear”.
Glad you got your hem fixed though. I probably would have walked around the whole day with it mostly ripped out. Yeah, that might be part of the reason why I don’t wear long skirts. They trip me up anyway. When I do wear skirts they are below the knee but above the calf. Whatever length that would be considered.
And now I am done giving you the full backstory on my wardrobe. Really.
Oh and: Yay for not having anywhere to go! I love evenings like that.
I have had a clothing “situation”. We were at a church dinner, and I stood up to refill my diet Coke. When I stood up, apparently my slip have fallen down to my ankles. I was mortified. My husband was there, and to my horror, so was an older gentleman who found the whole situation to be extremely entertaining. I quietly excused myself and went out a side door, where I hiked the slip back up to the proper position. Unfortunately I had to walk a bit like a penguin to get out the door. I am still having red cheeks over that event. Thanks for reminding me of it
I remember my aunt’s mother-in-law telling a group of women the most embarassing thing that happened to her………There was not a seat available in the public bus so she held on to keep her balance along with the rest of the standing passengers. When it was time for her to get off the bus, something was holding her feet together. She looked down and found her underwear enceremoniously gathered around her feet! She picked her legs off the embarassing object, stooped down, picked her underwear and stuffed it in her purse, got off the bus with all the forced composure that she could muster.
Ah, there`s nothing better than those lovely librarian ladies!
I DO recall going out one day in the usual way only to discover a rather large hole in the seat of my pants! Ah, the wonders of a sweatshirt tied around the waist to cover anything you`d rather have unseen…..
most of my wardrobe mishaps involve something dropping down my front…. its so very hard for those with large bosoms to keep a clean shirt! (hence my nickname “spot”)
Mary,
Good Friday to you as well!
Cynthia
Good Friday. the anniversary of the turning point of all our lives.
Good for you, and quick thinking. I probably would have tried to run home and change. I think my biggest embarrassments are just messy accidents. Usually coffee stains on my chest or lap.
How many children do you have? 5? You are a saint!
RYC: No, I only have the one blog. It is all I can keep up with.
Happy Easter!
On an Easter not long ago, as I was about to go in front of the whole church to direct the childrens choir in their easter performance, a clingy Yellow was clawing at the bodice of my brand new Easter Dress. Apparently she dislodged an eyehook because when I looked down I felt like I was a serving wench in a medevial tavern. I fixed it the best I could (and besides no bra was showing, which my sister says is the dividing line, no pun intended, between acceptable and not) and continued with directing the choir and supervising the egg hunt and crafts after church. I thought I was ok. I was very self consious. I have rather a full bust and sometimes get looks even in a turtle neck, so I am a little more weird about it than I need to be, but although I was assured by friends that I looked fine and was well within the bounds of current fashion, I got a very disturbing phone call later in the week about how I am a bad role model for girls of the church who are being raised to be modest. I cried for about 3 hours and was furious for about a year!
This is my first year not doing the egg hunt. I still have nightmares about the phone call.
Mary, You are too funny! You should compile all of your blogs into a book–what you write for everyday life is very entertaining. I am trying to think of a clothing malfunction and can’t come up with one. Maybe I’m just too tired to think clearly. Have a wonderful Easter!! Thile
Librarians are the GREATEST! They DO know everything!
Good thinking with the tape! I know I wouldn’t have thought of that.
And Good Friday is good for us, but terrible for Christ. Looking ahead to Resurrection Sunday! Which is great for us & awesome for Him!
Several summers ago, when we still had our swimming pool, I had finished taking a dip and changed back into my street clothes without realizing that my previously worn underwear was still stuffed in the leg of my jeans (I had put on a fresh pair of unmentionables). We went out to Chi-chis (RIP ye poisoner of man) for dinner that night, but my back started hurting me so Mom and I decided to take a stroll about the parking lot. Well, gravity eventually had its way, and as I glanced back behind us, I was shocked to see an unmistakable purple blob lying on the pavement. Immediately realizing what had happened, I stopped and bent to retrieve my prodigal panties. Unfortunately, my mother had no clue what was going on, and for all she knew I was collecting random discarded underwear. Anyways, we made a decidedly un-graceful reentry to the restaurant, giggling so hard that the waiter kept giving us funny looks. My family still jokes about “the day Debbie lost her underwear in a parking lot.”
Hmm, well, I’ve never had the wonderful opportunity to do have any clothing mishaps….
I suppose my biggest clothing disaster was more of a nursing mother disaster. The first Sunday back to church after having my first born, I wore a beautiful plum colored silk blouse. The service was running long and I was trying to delay nursing my son just a few minutes longer, when yup, you guessed it, my milk let down. Two huge circles the size of grapefruit appeared covering my breasts with soggy milk. No amount of arm crossing could hide it. My husband quickly got my coat and we left as soon as I could get my son in his car seat. But I did learn about nursing pads and never suffered the same humiliation again!
Oh, the memories!
When I was a child, one of my mom’s friends at church exited a stall in the ladies’ bathroom with her skirt and slip tucked into her nylons around her waist. I was extremely scared of this woman ’cause she was big and loud and could be somewhat fierce, so I summoned all my courage and told her about it. She immediately gasped and fixed herself, then told my mom after church how grateful she was to me for saying something. Now that I’m older, I can’t imagine how she would have lived down that one!
I can relate to LadyJabez (as she well knows) about the propensity to have spotted shirts. It’s such an unavoidable thing that Mom even made me a bib to wear at my wedding!
Re: ElizabethDNB’s comment. People like that make me so angry! That woman had no business complaining. Whatever happened to grace? Clothing mishaps happen, especially when a woman is dealing with pets or children. If it were a habit for a woman to wear immodest clothing, sure, I’m all about having a close friend gently speak to her about it, but in Elizabeth’s case, that woman was out of line. Hmph. Sometimes I don’t like “Christian” people too much.
My own embarrassing story (aka “the only one I can remember right now). On the way to a SpCom class, a classmate and I were talking about dancing (or something–I kinda forget), but for some reason I was inspired to demonstrate how to execute a lunge in the tango. Well, the pants I was wearing were hand-me-downs that I had worn quite a lot. When I bent my knee and leaned forward, they proceeded to split at the inside seam from right above the knee to almost at the crotch. Thankfully I was wearing a somewhat long shirt and was able to mostly conceal the rip, although ’twas difficult while sitting. No one said anything to me about it, but maybe they were just being polite.
And while I think of it, I’m surprised you deigned to mend your skirt in the library instead of repairing to the ladies’ room, Teacherperson.
Hope you have a wonderfully blessed Easter weekend.
Can’t remember any clothing mishaps worth mentioning, but maybe your next post should be entitled “Good Saturday”.
Looking forward to dinner and a movie…
I can’t remember any really embarrassing clothes things happening to me–is it psychological forgetfulness?
No dress shoes or nylons for me this week. Boots and socks, thanks to the snow. It’s a good excuse anyway. At this point, I am just hoping I can keep my feet in boots long enough to go at all.
Have a wonderful Lord’s Day!
Hey Mary,
God bless you and have a Happy Easter.
He is Risen!!
Cynthia
He must TWINS OF THE HEART….I’m constantly having stuff like that happen to me!! (he-he)
Have super, happy, blessed and beautiful Easter!
Yes, I drew the whole thing…
No such excitement in my life, apart from being totally out of style. Glad that you were able to fix up your hem so nicely!
That was a neat tips to keep the hem up til u get home.. Sorry, that I can’t seem to find my brain to see if I had any clothing mishaps story to tell..
haha! you make me laugh so hard! but she`s not really legless, her legs are just moving at light speed.
dont tell me you`ve never played DDR before, Mrs. Sellers!!!!
Happy Easter! Sorry it’s taken me so long to respond to some of your comments, but here it goes…1) I guess I’ve seen Casino Royale 4 or 5 times maybe? LOVE Daniel Craig! Love, love, LOVE him.
Amazing blue eyes, you’re absolutely right. 
And 2), about Salty…thanks for asking. Last weekend, seeing as it was the first weekend after she died, was kind of rough. But this week’s been better.
RYC: I haven’t watched THE PASSION either, so I didn’t know that most of those pictures were from that movie!! (LOL) Hope you’ve had a great Easter!
-Casandra
I hope you had a good Easter.
i’ll be sure to tell them =)
This sounds profound somehow, your skirt coming unraveled on Good Friday….Hmm….can’t come up with anything. I have shown up at the store numerous times with chains of diaper pins cascading from my shirt, and urp stains I didn’t notice on my shoulder.
Something is wierd. I just commented here, this is a test to see if this one goes.