Missing Clothes, a little ring, a butt head, and A Tiny Bite

We all do stupid things. Things that we hate to admit to. Blonde moments. I have these at least once every five minutes, but once in a while I have a mega blonde moment that is almost to stupid to admit. Here are four of my top ten stupidest moments ever.

The first school year Justin and I were married was kind of hectic. Trying to figure out who would get up at what times and who when shower when. It was a struggle to get all of this worked out. One night, to save time, I set out all my clothes for the next day. I told Jus he was not to touch my clothes pile or he would suffer my wrath. The next morning, after eating breakfast and running about the house, I went to my clothes pile to find that my bra was missing. I asked Jus where he put my bra. He said he didn't touch it. I then proceeded to scream and yell about how terrible he was for moving my bra while running around the house looking for the bra. After a good 10 minutes of this totally crazy tirade, Justin had had enough. He came into the bedroom “Where is my stupid Bra!!!” I yelled. “Your wearing it.” I had looked for ten minutes for a Bra that I was wearing.

I was a church all by myself a last year when I realized that I needed to leave a message for my pastor. I decided to call and leave the message on the church answering machine since the office door was locked and I wanted to make sure he got the message. I dialed the number to the church on my cell and pressed send. Suddenly the phone at the church began to ring. I ran frantically to the kitchen and answered the phone only to realize that I was the person that was calling.

Cassie and I both went to the same college and for a year we were in the same choir. Our Director sat us next to each other because we blended well with each other. One day in the middle of practice Cassie and I looked at each other. (We tend to think a like but not really realize that we are thinking a like.) At that moment as we were sitting there looking at each other we were both thinking to ourselves. “I am going to pretend to but heads with her. “ We then proceeded at the exact same time to act out this little joke. Our skulls cracked together with a resounding thud. It knocked us quite loopy. Now Cassie and I express our feelings in words not wrestling moves.

This one it the number one stupidest thing I have ever done (for the moment). Cassie and I didn’t fight much as kids. We got along well and most of our arguments were minor and never ever physical. When I was a senior in high school we started biting each other. We called them love bites. (yes it is very weird) One day we decided that we were going to wrestle. This wasn’t something that we talked about. We just looked at each other and attacked. We wrestled hard and I was beginning to lose the match. I wanted to stop but Cassie would not give up. I decided the only way to win was to bite her HARD! She deserved it. I spent the first 7 or 8 years of her life being bit by her. So I found her arm and bit down Hard.... The match did end very quickly after that, but unfortunately Cassie won. In all the confusion and flying limbs I had chomped down on my own arm!!!