Think Out Loud [4] Embarrassing Moments

I decided to lighten things up since my last two posts were on the serious side. Embarrassing Moments...I've had a lot of them. I can't possibly go through all of them, so I'm picking one in high school, one in college, and my wedding over a decade ago. This will be my family if they find out about this post: "Do you remember the time in Japan when you ran into the massive power pole?" Or "Didn't you get hit in the head with a crew boat?" So maybe I won't tell them about this. I had a high school sweetheart like a lot of girls. One night we went to Blockbuster to rent a movie. We were talking about what we wanted before I wandered off. When I returned I slipped my arms around him from behind. "So what are we going to get?" "I don't know." Wrong voice completely. "You're not my boyfriend." "No I'm not." It took me a few more seconds to unfreeze and let go. After I started taking Studio Art classes in college I didn't want to take anything else, especially Art History. I wanted to lose myself in paint or ink, not nod off in a dimly lit class as slides of early American architecture click away. One day my American Art History teacher gave me three tickets to the symphony. I was so touched. Then while my friends and I waited in line to get in, there he was! I hurried over to him. I meant to just do a little thank you wave, but there I was hugging him. Then I absolutely did not mean to kiss his cheek. But I did. It's like I couldn't stop myself. At the very last second I gave his wife standing next to him the wave I failed to use. Okay, now for my wedding. We wrote our vows the morning of the wedding and each selected a poem for the other to read. I was the opposite of a Type-A bride. I should have read his pick all the way through, but the beginning sounded pretty. Then standing in front of our family and friends I see a word I've never seen before. I look at it for a few seconds, then lean toward the groom for him to help me out. "Bivouac." I might have given him a look that said you're a weirdo for picking a wedding poem that turned into some kind of Boy Scout cheer.  That's my Think Out Loud. Do you have something on your mind you'd like to share? Maybe something unrelated to the blogging universe? Come and play. Join Think's cool meme.