or Oh My Goodness! How'd That Happen? , part 2
or Slow and Steady Decline , part 3
Clearly I don't hold back much in this blog. I don't think it's appropriate to air dirty family laundry herein, but if it is my pride and only my pride on the line, I am comfortable telling all. What the heck. It doesn't make me a bad person that I had a panty liner stuck to my shoe. It was funny--after the fact. I know it made other people laugh. And it made people tell their own embarrassing moment stories. Any time we can lighten the load in this journey called life, well, I'm all for it.
That being said, I don't want to go into any detail, and I know intuitively that you don't want me to go into any detail either. But it is another tell tale sign than the clock is not turning back. Middle age or bust! It is a story that needs only one word.