Hmmmm. Good topic. Here are a few:
as an acolyte, I lost my flame…at the altar….mom saved me by tossing her lighter!
had a southern accent, since lost, and was the new kid in a middle school in California… they don’t say ya’ll, thank you, or ma’am.
bible camp, trust games, the only one who couldn’t fall backwards into the groups’ arms. Still have trust issues.
first time having new boyfriend to dinner at my house with my smalll child…. he says, “I only live a few streets over.” my kid says, “I know, we’ve ridden past your house a bunch of times”
I’m sure I have embarrassed myself many more times, and embarrassed my family even more. Oh, well!