Flashback Friday: I Nearly Died

Today’s flashback is inspired by Wednesday’s dinner, my Wednesday blog conversation with my husband, and the mileage we’ve gotten out of the original incident happened in January.

January 10, 2009

This is the place where I nearly died:

We were leaving Kansas City and heading to Springfield for the Route 66 leg of the trip.  We were already working to get in a different zone- one of stop where it interests you, eat some local non-chain food, etc.  We were getting hungry when we started seeing these billboards for “World Famous Tenderloin Sandwich”.  We saw them over and over again and each time it sounded like a good deal.  So, we drove until we finally got to Smith’s Restaurant. 

So, we were sitting inside eating.  I blew the wrapper off my straw at Cody like we often do.  He did the same.  Then, we started throwing the wadded up wrapper at each other.  Then my husband started to see his opening. . . I had on a V-Neck shirt. . . that I thought was pretty safe- it was nothing close to revealing.

Field Goal!!!  His arm’s went up in victory.  He made it.  The wrapper went down my shirt. . .  right between my breasts.  I couldn’t believe it.

I gasped.  I turned red.  I nearly died of embarrassment.  We hadn’t even gotten our meal yet.  The restaurant was packed.  I’m certain someone saw his little act of mischief.  I’m much more reserved than that.  I could barely show my face.

Tears rolled down my face.  I was laughing so hard. . .not because it was funny. . . because it was embarrasing.  I was in utter shock.

I was never so glad to get out somewhere in my life- and I mean it.  Now, looking back on it, of course, it’s hilarious.  But at that moment, it was not funny at all- at least to me.  Cody never thought it wasn’t funny.  He was so proud of himself.

He’s been warned that he will not live to see another day if he EVER does that again.

Oh, and I almost forgot, the “World Famous Pork Tenderloin Sandwich” was very good.

Flash Forward:  Wednesday I experimented with a recipe and we wound up with pork chop sandwiches that reminded us of the pork tenderloin sandwiches we’d eaten.  Then, when Cody and I were discussing funny things, the incident came up.   Thursday, Cody and I went out to eat.  We once again wound up with wadded straw wrappers.  I had to cover up to make sure that Cody didn’t do this again.  And, in the end, I won when I got the wrapper down his shirt.  At least until he got home and was able to get it out. 

I promise that in however many years we have left together on this earth, he will never live this incident down.

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