Well folks we all know life is full of embarassing moments and lucky for me I managed to squeeze another one into my life. On Saturday I was up in Fresno with Sarah and her parents picking her sister up for EFY and then just hanging out for the day. I was so excited to start the day off good and not feeling sick, so I thought I was off to a good start. After picking Staci up we went to Denny's for breakfast.
Like any normal pregnant lady I found myself having to go to the bathroom so I got up and headed to the restroom. No sooner than I walking into the bathroom and got in the stall, Sarah came in the bathroom. Her exact words were, "Brianna, your pants are torn." I looked down and sure enough I had a tear in my favorite Bermuda shorts from the pocket all the way down my thigh. I could have fit my head through it, I just sat there and laughed. My first thought was oh, man that is the one thing I don't have an extra pair of shorts. Luckily, Sarah being freezing in mid-summer had a jacket. I wrapped it around my waist and off we went to finish breakfast and headed to Walmart to buy more shorts.
I have no clue how long I walked around with this hole in my pants. I sure wish I had a picture, my head fit through the hole. Sarah's parents where amazed at how well I handled the situation, but honestly when you have done as many stupid things as I have and your pregnant never knowing what is going to happen you have to learn to role with the punches. I just joked about it and thought I had a good memory know. I am just thankful Sarah had that jacket otherwise breakfast would have occurred in the bathroom.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
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Oh no, Brianna! Way to handle things so well. I probably would have just bawled in the bathroom and refused to come out had I been pregnant and in your shoes. Thank goodness for Sarah's trusty jacket!
We need belly pictures! And Utah pictures! And nursery pictures!
That sucks but it is pretty funny. Happy Birthday by the way sorry I missed it. HOw are you feeling
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