Remember this one?...
My husband had been out of town for a while and my girls and I needed to do something to perk ourselves up. I put together our swim bag and off we went to a huge swim park. They were so happy and I was glad I had the energy to do this.
We had a fine drive there. We got a great parking spot. We smiled and held hands skipping to our fun afternoon.
We're in the changing room (we found a Family Changing Room. What luck!) and my oldest has everything all set and asks if she can met us by the pool. "Sure", I say. "Don't get in without me", etc.
While my youngest is still trying to put herself together I'm looking in the mirror noticing that my exercises are starting to work. The thighs aren't so bad right now. Let's see the back-side.
Oh...My...God! As in, 'God Help Me!!!'
The back half of my swimming suit has been eaten away by chlorine of summers past.
I'm there for all the world to see.
Sh*#%@*t !!!!
I wrapped a towel around myself and walked to the main desk to see if they sold swimsuits. Name your price. I don't care.
Nope.
My youngest is ready to go. My oldest is waving at me from the side of the pool. And there I am. In my invisible swimsuit.
I made a deal with my young one to stand directly and closely behind me upon entering and leaving the water. "Promise me Lily!!! Promise!!!" "Yup mom. O.K. Let's go on the water slide!"
Oh my... There's a long line and a tall stair-case. Why? Why me?
I've learned a lesson from this.
I'm never going back to that swim park again. I'm sure they'll thank me.
So... do you have any embarrassing pool stories to share?
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Next Time, We'll Just Go To The Movies
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Oh. My. Heavens.
ReplyDeleteYou poor thing, that is just so LAME.
How about any time I am in a bathing suit.
ReplyDeleteSorry you had to deal with that!
Oh no! You're the like the best mom ever for going ahead with it anyway. I probably would have hid in the locker room.
ReplyDeleteOh no! You totally are the best mom ever for going ahead in--- I would have been so outta there! My son cleared our pool out over the summer by pooping in it. That was fun.
ReplyDeleteUm, how about the time I was at the beach and got caught up in a rogue wave, knocking my bikini top off in front of a Japanese family with cameras?? Does that count?
ReplyDeleteThe only time I am in a swimming suit it involves cabana boys and frozen drinks with those little umbrellas ~ makes the moment less memorable. ;)
ReplyDeleteI LOVE this story.
ReplyDeleteHere's mine. I was about 12, old enough to have a little bit of a chest, I went down a water slide on my stomach, the kind where you hold on to a mat. When I stood up in the pool at the bottom, the young male pool attendant held up a mat in front of me and kept holding it up. I couldn't understand why until I looked down and saw that my tube-top style top was down Under my breasts. Eeeek!
I had a suit do that to me once. I had actually worn it a couple of times before I noticed. I feel your pain.
ReplyDeletethat's horrible, but sooo funny!!!!
ReplyDeleteI would have had to insist we go home...
ReplyDeleteHaHa! I remember this one! I have no embarrassing pool stories because I'm not brave enough to go to a pool!
ReplyDeleteOh...I've got one for ya.
ReplyDeleteOne time, many moons ago (this line will make sense verrrry shortly) I was out at a very nice restaurant for a business lunch. In a skirt. A fluffy fluffy skirt bc this was at least 13 years ago. And we drank wine....lots and lots of wine.
Finally, I had had my fill and went to the bathroom. The bad thing about fluffy fluffy skirts? The totally get bunched up in your panty hose and if you have a big enough buzz on you will actually walk through the entire fancy restaurant with your dress all bunched up around your bum in your pantyhose mooning the entire place.
Yep...thats how I roll...cool, huh?
So, you want to get together for drinks soon? :)
um there was a pool in Vegas and a sick kid of mine...
ReplyDeleteI have an embarassing ocean story - Speedo, 50 degree water, and as George Castanza would say, "shrinkage."
ReplyDeleteOh no!
ReplyDeleteI feel for you.
Wow! Nope, that one takes the cake! Tough to top an invisible suit!
ReplyDeleteOh I remember this story...I read it over the summer and that's when I decided I loved your blog :)
ReplyDeleteLOL! That's almost as bad as having blood trickle down your leg for all to see and witness. UGH!
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