tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677721877494852003.post5946921255123493546..comments2023-05-27T06:53:24.758-05:00Comments on The Theme Song of the Day is...: "Head Over Heels"{amy}http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363848196111335782noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677721877494852003.post-74966398917734979142010-03-16T18:50:23.945-05:002010-03-16T18:50:23.945-05:00Whew, that is hilarious. Over the summer I was in ...Whew, that is hilarious. Over the summer I was in the backyard with Zion and my shirt got got on something and it ripped around the bra area. I forgot about it, and when Jeremy came home I went to the front yard to greet him, then our neighbors came by walking their dogs and I talked to them for a little bit. When I went back inside and saw my shirt I was thinking "now that is trashy". It wasn't a big hole, but it was a brightly colored bra.Zionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11180417908209217887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677721877494852003.post-68447211111065034032010-03-16T07:37:33.099-05:002010-03-16T07:37:33.099-05:00THAT was a funny story! and so embarrassing. i did...THAT was a funny story! and so embarrassing. i did have something happen recently (not quite to that extent but...) a salesman came to the door and i was holding judah. my shirt was either a scoop neck or v-neck, but either way, when the man left i glanced down and realized judah had pulled my shirt down quite a bit. thankfully i don't have cleavage so nothing really showed but i was pretty embarrassed. peter just laughed when i told him...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677721877494852003.post-90233964298459575152010-03-15T12:52:21.827-05:002010-03-15T12:52:21.827-05:00plenty of embarrasing moments, but thankfully none...plenty of embarrasing moments, but thankfully none of them involving undergarment exposure! :P<br /><br />and i can totally visualize that outfit in my head.Brookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00793109148879037341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1677721877494852003.post-79787008812212906612010-03-15T11:53:02.284-05:002010-03-15T11:53:02.284-05:00Mine wasn't my bra--it was my panties. My sil...Mine wasn't my bra--it was my panties. My silky, cherry red, 2nd grade panties. I'll never forget the day Christina Conner pulled my {red} skirt down in front of Neil and Keith--the two cutest guys on the playground. I was so mortified that my cheeks turned as red as my panties {and I don't think I wore that skirt again any time soon!}.janachellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11051745686594710490noreply@blogger.com