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Yesterday, Stephen and I went to a Rockies game. We ate at the ballpark. Not something we usually do, but we were running late due to church, so just grabbed a footlong and a coke. Made it to our seats just as the first inning was finishing. I was really enjoying my footlong and coke. They don't give you lids for your drinks, I felt like I was at Animal Kingdom. Anyway, before I could finish either drink or dog, I heard, "Watch out, watch out!" and someone pushed me forward in my seat. Well, too late. The kid got me, my dog and my coke. All down my back. I was soooo grossed out. The mom apologised, but I assured her it was not her fault. How can you predict this sort of thing? She gave me their water bottles and rushed her ailing son to the bathroom. Helpful guests around us gave us more water and napkins to try to clean up the seat and get the chunks (ewww!) off my back. Then we took my soiled food and threw it away. Stephen happened to wear a white t-shirt under his "dress t-shirt" since we had gone to church that morning. I told him before we got out of the car that he should take one off or he'd get hot, but he thought he'd be fine. Thank goodness for that. He took off his outer t-shirt, and I took it to the bathroom and changed. I rinsed my t-shirt, and washed as well as I could and headed back to see the rest of the game. I had lost my appetite, so no more food for awhile. A nice guest bought me a new coke, and everyone scooted down a seat so I didn't have to sit in the same seat. When we got home, I took a shower immediately.
I can still smell it, just gross.
I did go and get something to eat later. The order taker asked me how I was enjoying the game, and I told him what happened, and that I was wearing my husband's shirt. He said too bad, and that's all. Stephen commented when we sat back down, that, if we were at WDW, and I shared that story, I would have at least gotten my food for free. Oh well, can't have Disney Magic everyone.
I can still smell it, just gross.
I did go and get something to eat later. The order taker asked me how I was enjoying the game, and I told him what happened, and that I was wearing my husband's shirt. He said too bad, and that's all. Stephen commented when we sat back down, that, if we were at WDW, and I shared that story, I would have at least gotten my food for free. Oh well, can't have Disney Magic everyone.

YUCK! EW!
. As a mom of 5 kids Ive had my share for sure, even 2 babies at once! (twins). It is kinda an unpredictable thing and we all know how aweful you feel at that moment.