We all have those moments that we're not proud of... You know those incidents that you keep to yourselves - the ones that eat away at you because you're too embarassed to tell anyone.
Well, that's why I'm here.
Welcome to CONFESSIONS week at Blogging Dangerously, where I'll be sharing some of my not-proudest moments with you and asking you to do the same. Just a note, please don't confess to anything illegal, I don't want to have to put any of you in jail.
Today's Topic is the Stupidest Thing I've Ever Done.
After my freshman year in college my boyfriend and I went to our respective homes 800 miles apart. We spoke on the phone every day but had an understanding that we were free to date other people while we were apart. I didn't until I found out that he'd hooked up with the girl he'd dated before me.
I ended up asking out this guy that I was working with. He was hot as hell but not overly bright. We spent the day at the beach and then we went out for dinner. He brought me home late. I told him about some lingerie I had purchased. He asked to see it. I brought him downstairs to my room (we lived in a split level ranch and I had turned the finished basement into my bedroom.) I left the room to change. When I walked back into my room in a teddy, I heard my brother yelling through the heating duct "Mom is coming, Mom is coming."
The beach boy jumped up off my bed. I ran into my closet and tried to find something to wear. I was banging and bumping and falling over in the closet in the dark - she probably thought we were having sex with all of the noise that was happening.
I was expecting her to throw open the door to my closet at any moment and find me even more naked because I had managed to get the teddy off but not get anything else back on. Finally I found a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants - not the outfit I'd left in at all - and came out of the closet to find the beach boy hiding in a corner of my room. I dont know how he thought she wouldn't see him but I guess I can't blame him since I was hiding in my own closet.
Anyway, my brother had run out of his room and physically detained my mother so she couldn't come downstairs. I ran the boy out the front door then ran back downstairs and changed back into my date clothes then went upstairs to face the music.
"He just wanted to see my room." I told her. "Come on," I added. "It would be REALLY, REALLY stupid to bring him down to my room to have SEX. Wouldn't it? I'm not THAT dumb."
She bought it.
As for the beach boy. FIRST DATE. LAST DATE.
Your idea of stupid and my idea of stupid are so totally different. That sounds like a typical day in the life of a teenager...
Posted by: Bee | April 19, 2010 at 08:22 AM
This sounds like a teen movie situation...
Posted by: Deanna Hernandez-Arza | April 19, 2010 at 08:32 AM
sometimes best ways to lie are to tell the truth
Posted by: furiousBall | April 19, 2010 at 08:49 AM
OH. MY. GOD. How fabulous is your blog? I was recommended it from a call out I put on twitter for some great new blogs to read, and here I am. You had me at hello - well at 200 bottles of wine. Love your work - I will be back and sharing the love for sure :))
Posted by: Gaynor (The Modern Woman's Survival Guide) | April 19, 2010 at 08:57 AM
Is there anything more terrifying than one's mother while half-naked with a boy? (I think not!)
Confession of Most Mortifying Moment Ever!
The setting was a busy Laundrymat where a vibrator (it was mine)fell out of my laundry basket while loading clothes into the machine, hit the floor, TURNED ON, and rolled across the floor. Needless to say I walked straight out the door, abandoning all my clothes. My husband (who at the time was just a boyfriend) had to go back and rescue our wardrobe.
(He left the vibrator where it lay).
Posted by: the mombshell | April 19, 2010 at 09:43 AM
Oh the joyous, "mom almost walks in on you" scenario. For some reason that almost happened to me many times. But, I actually had my dad walk in on some heavy petting with my high school bf. Talk about EMBARASSING!
Posted by: L | April 19, 2010 at 10:37 AM
OMG I can't stop laughing!! Great post!! I love that your brother was on your side my brother would have told my Mom and walked her to my room!! LOL What an amazing blog!! I am having too much!!
Posted by: Francis Anderson | April 19, 2010 at 10:55 AM
One of the more stupid things I did as a kid. I was about 11 when I started smoking. I didn't get an allowance so getting ahold of cigarettes meant going w/o lunch at school and using lunch money to buy them. Every once in awhile I would steal a pack from my mom b/c she bought cigs by the carton & kept them in the fridge. I would sneak a pack and she would never know. But after awhile I had a REAL habit and when I ran out and it was the weekend I didn't have lunch money. I was so desperate for a pack I opened an unopened carton of my moms smokes thinking that maybe she would think she had opened them herself. Not the case. That's the day my mom figured out her 12 year old daughter smoked cigarettes. It was a real proud moment for her I'm sure.
Posted by: Peggy Sue Brister | April 19, 2010 at 11:46 AM
This topic couldn't come at a better time.
Went on a first date Friday, where I proceeded to drink an entire pitcher of margaritas, followed by a wine(three) chaser. What followed was a lot of throwing up in my bathroom. Best part? He was there holding my hair back the entire time. I'm still trying to figure out why he asked for a second date, but I'm not one to tempt fate.
I think I need to change my name to classy lady.
Posted by: Courtney | April 19, 2010 at 01:09 PM
Love the blog. Man, I'm laughing hard. Because I feel for you sister. My brother totally would have turned me in. Oh the stories. I'm following you on Twitter too. Don't want to miss any of the fun.
-Jen (Http://www.heligirl.com)
Posted by: Heligirl | April 19, 2010 at 02:19 PM
It was my freshman year of college, and I'd met a guy while out dancing with friends. He was cute, and we'd really hit it off, so we'd exchanged numbers. What I hadn't counted on was going home the next week for spring break and finding out that the guy I'd been half in love with for the better part of five years finally saw me as something other than a kid sister and was interested in seeing where things would go. So, of course, I dropped the new guy like a hot potato for a relationship that ended up ruining one of the best friendships I've ever had.
Victor, wherever you are, know that it truly wasn't you, and that however briefly, I really was into you.
Posted by: downloadable08 | April 19, 2010 at 02:40 PM
Your brother deserves some serious props! I have three brothers and I can pretty much guarantee they'd die happy if a situation like that fell into their hands!
Posted by: Megs | April 19, 2010 at 06:52 PM
The biggest mistake I can think of happened back when my wife (B) and I were dating. I would make a trip every couple of weeks to go see her. I was also living with my parents at the time.
Anyway, one day, after a trip to see my B, we were on the computer IMing back and forth. My mother came in, said she was going to do some laundry and asked if I had any dirty clothes. I said there were some in my suitcase from the trip.
She unzipped a compartment and out spilled a pile of condoms! (I usually would hide them first thing upon getting home but must have forgotten to.) She quickly said "I don't want to know" and left the room. I IMed B and told her what happened and we both shared a laugh.
Posted by: TechyDad | April 19, 2010 at 08:10 PM
Dated a boy in HS and we were getting busy when his parents came home early. We were in the room above the garage and heard the garage door open. He turned the lights on and it was the first time I ever saw a penis! I didn't have time to put my bra and undies on and I put my shirt on inside-out. I stuffed my bra and undies in my pocket. He pulls on his pants and shirt and stuffs his boxers in the couch. He took out a board game and set it up to look like we were playing a game. His parents were not stupid and we got yelled at for a good 5 minutes. His dad told me if I ended up pregnant they would hope I would put the baby up for adoption. I ran down to the bathroom in tears and tried to put my bra and panties on when I realize my bra was not in my pocket. His mom was standing outside the bathroom door holding my bra asking if I was missing anything.
Posted by: I'llnevertell | April 19, 2010 at 08:11 PM
At age 14 I was in a field near my parents house making out with my boyfriend. He was so cute. We were lying in the field and rolling around while making out. I kept feeling this thing pressing on my leg, my hip, and my belly and later when I was telling my girlfriend about the makeout session I said to her, "It was the weirdest thing, he had a brat in his pocket!" (I am from Wisconsin and for those of you that don't know what a Brat is, it is like a polish sausage / large hot dog).
We laughed so hard, I thought it was the most bizarre thing, I didn't understand why in the world he would put a giant sausage in his pocket. We joked that he must have been saving it for a snack later on...
Needless to say, I later learned that it wasn't a brat after all. I was FLOORED that the male anatomy was not all that different than the brat...
Posted by: NottooBright | April 19, 2010 at 11:06 PM
And if the brat story isn't enough, here is one more...
I was living in a foreign country. I was dating a native. It was hot and heavy. We had to sneak into all sorts of unique locations to get it on.
I was hanging out with the family that I was living with when the sister said to me, "what is that on your eyebrow?" I looked in the mirror and said, "oh, it is a freckle" and she said, "really?" I said, "yes, it has always been there!" She said, "I didn't know freckles could move!" I jumped up and looked into the mirror and sure as shit, the thing was moving.
Turns out I had crabs! On my eyebrows! GROSS!!!
Posted by: NottooBright | April 19, 2010 at 11:21 PM
Last one and I will call it a day!
Was at a party in college. Hooked up with a super cute guy. We went back to his apartment. It was the very end of my period and had a tampon in even though I didn't really need it (this is how I am justifying the situation!!). I told him I needed to go to the bathroom and so I excused myself and the bathroom door was locked and another couple was 'getting busy' in there and they told me to go away.
I was really digging this guy and wanted to hook up with him so I went out on the balcony of his apartment and threw the tampon over the balcony and went back to his bedroom.
The next a.m. a bunch of us got up, and walked to a diner to get breakfast. Sure enough, we walked past the tampon on the sidewalk and everyone talked about how gross it was. I said, "What is wrong with people! That is disgusting!" Luckily no one ever knew it was mine!!
Posted by: NottooBright | April 19, 2010 at 11:29 PM
My boyfriend and I live about an hour apart, both still with our parents, and we both work long hours during the week so we really only see eachother on Sundays and Mondays.
It was Monday afternoon, both his parents were at work and his 14 year old sister was at school. We took advantage of this rare situation. After all was said and done, he went to the bathroom ass naked, and I laid on the bed, ass naked. I hear the front door open and slam. I quickly scrambled under the covers and closed my eyes as if I were sleeping, only to have his sister jump on top of me. I made my voice all hoarse and pretended I washad just woken up. I asked her to do me the biggest favor of her life and get me a glass of water from downstairs. She got up to get it and I immediately threw on the first thing I could find, my boyfriend runs out of the bathroom, penis and balls cupped in hand, I threw clothes at him, he ran back to the bathroom, and I breathlessly crawled back under the covers just in time for my glass of water to arrive.
(PS - I posted a few posts ago regarding my "vibrator virginity" which is now non existent, so thank you very much.)
Posted by: The Vibrator (non)Virgin | April 19, 2010 at 11:59 PM
Ahhh... Senior Year of High School. Boyfriend home from college. Parked in the apple orchards (hey, we lived in the middle of nowhere), fooled around. Got myself all put back together and was so proud of myself for not leaving anything behind in his car. Bruce Springsteen t-shirt tucked nicely into my jeans, belt all perfect... Walked in the house quietly, went into my room, turned light on....
Shirt on inside out.
Fortunately my parents were sound asleep!
Posted by: Susan | April 20, 2010 at 08:33 PM