Humiliation Averted

Don't you love it when you know you could have been absolutely humiliated, but as things turned out, you're none the worse for whatever happened?

So, I was at the park yesterday morning. It was a rare morning when no one else was out with their kids yet. Rudy and I were swinging our guts out, hooting and hollering with the exhilaration of it all, when I heard a Rrrrip and suddenly my bum felt more breeze than it's used to feeling.

I hopped off the swing to find my pants had ripped almost from the waistband to the crotch. Yikes! Lucky for me, it was a bit of a cool morning, so I was wearing a sweater over my T-shirt. Soon enough, the sweater was tied around my waist, and Rudy and I finished our play time at the park.

Whew! Thank goodness for that sweater. It would have been a humiliatingly long walk home with my underwear flapping in the wind for everyone to see!