Embarrasing moments. . .

So, you know how everyone has these embarassing slapstick moments that they can recall for decades after they happen? My personal favorite was from high school. . .I was walking down the hall outside the cafeteria in my Sassoon jeans and wooden clogs, trying to look cool. I decided that it would look super cool if I opened both swinging doors at the end of the hall from the middle at the same time and walk on through. Problem was, I forgot there was a big, metal, doorframe that ran between them. I walked headlong into it and knocked myself backwards on my ass. In front of the WHOLE cafeteria. God, it still makes me cringe.

So my latest embarassing moment doesn't have quite the scale, but it's pretty funny. Jason and I went up to Maine last weekend and rented snowmobiles for the day on Saturday. There are thousands of miles of groomed trails up there, and we basically drove a couple of hours to this lakeside town for lunch, warmed up a bit, and then drove back to the lodge where we rented the "sleds." As we are pulling up next to the lodge, I decide I am going to show off (note to self: you pretty much wind up making an asshat of yourself whenever you try to look super cool) and make a tight turn into the parking area. So I gas it, lean hard right, and start turning. . .except the back end hits a patch of ice, starts sliding, and then the outside ski catches a patch of snow, and whee! I am flippin my sled right over! I landed on my ass (are we seeing a trend here?) and knocked the wind out of myself, luckily, the sled was undamaged.

I get inside, hoping that no one saw what happened, and the first thing the guy says to me is "I saw that" with this big shit-eating grin on his face. Busted again. At least it wasn't in front of the high school.