Posts tagged ‘shame’

February 17, 2012

Come Clean Friday

It is my favorite day of the week!  Come Clean Friday.  The day I tell you about something silly, embarrassing, or just dumb that I have recently done.  Today’s confession is about me being completely pissed off that I got an “undeserving” red light ticket.  My facebook rant along with my ahha moment is below.   I protected the names of the innocent and highlighted my favorite comment.

September 7, 2010

Top 10 songs you are not supposed to love

I know you all have one…a favorite song that you would get ridiculed for if your friends knew it was on your playlist.  A favorite song you have to secretly love to avoid the shame yet you know all the words and want to break into a dance when you hear it.

While hanging out at The Common Table this weekend, we came up with the top 10 songs you love that you are not supposed to love.  The list is pretty bad and in no particular order.  Perhaps the vodka blind taste test prior to this discussion lowered the group’s inhibitions.

Bennie and the Jets. Elton John (this one is all me!)

Paper Planes. M.I.A.

Sexy Back. Justin Timberlake

California Girls. Katy Perry  (shout out to Philip)

Jessie’s Girl. Rick Springfield

Party in the USA. Miley Cyrus

Big Girls Don’t Cry. Fergie  (Corey…wow)

Whatever You Like. T.I.

Island in the Sun. Weezer

Fly. Sugar Ray

August 27, 2010

Urban Cowboy Walk of Shame

Urban Cowboy Walk of Shame

Unfortunately I look like a walk of shame a couple times a week.  I stay with the bf occasionally and I don’t always remember to bring appropriate clothing for the following morning.  Last Monday was particularly bad.  It was post Sunday Funday and all I had was a hot pink tube dress, heels, and a headache.  Of course the rarely used back elevator was broken and my arrival home was timed perfectly with the morning main elevator rush hour.  My only savior was my 80 lb lab.  I figure it doesn’t look so bad as long as she is with me.  Who would take their dog when doing their dirty deeds?!  My bed head and morning breath reminded me of one of my favorite walks of shame I have witnessed in Uptown.  Below is an email I sent to a few friends describing the shame.

“I am working from the coffee bar this morning and sitting in the windows.  I look up and see the best walk of shame ever!  Homeboy is full cowboy.  Tight Wranglers, boots (not the kind with the fur), cowboy hat, plaid shirt, large belt buckle, dip in his mouth and…he is carrying a dopp kit with a wet wash cloth hanging out.  I know my face reflected pure delight.  I jumped up to tell anyone and everyone but they were preoccupied.  My only option left was to quickly snap a pic to document this gem.  Sadly I missed the opportunity and got caught in the process.  The angry cowboy walked up to the window and tried to motion some sort of fiery sign language I didn’t understand and attempted to ignore.  He eventually got annoyed and jumped in his dually truck across the street.  How did this guy make it to Uptown??”

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