The highlight of our entire holiday was most definitely when one of my best friends from my University of Florence period came to stay with us with his wife and daughter.
We spent the first day of 2011 together, which was purrrfect, since, according to an Italian saying, what you do on the first day of the year you will do for the rest of the year. Keep that saying in mind as you read on… 😉
Before sitting down to a seemingly endless, U.S.-style brunch (blueberry pancakes, eggs, bacon, potatoes and much MUCH more…all organic and made from scratch), we decided we’d better take a walk in our neighbourhood, which is in a lovely, hilly area on the outskirts of Florence. It was a beautiful day—sunny, clear and not too cold. Perfect…
As we were walking back, my friend’s wife put her hand on my arm, stopping me. With a look of real concern on her face, she asked, “Margaret, what is that…thing attached to the bottom of your pants?” I looked down and, to my horror, I realized it was a pair of my black…uhm…panties. I bent down to grab them…then did my best to look indifferent as I stuffed them inside my coat pocket. I was so fast that nobody realized what the “thing” was…
But I couldn’t keep a straight face. First, a giggle…then a snort…and finally I burst into peals of laughter. So I had to tell them. Needless to say, we began staggering all over the road, roaring with laughter and clutching at our aching sides. Oh that was painful…You know what happens when you can’t stop laughing…ouch…
(Uhm…in case you were wondering, those were clean panties, which must have stuck to the inside bottom part of my pants in the dryer the previous day…)
Once I had (again) regained the power of speech, I informed them that I must have had those panties stuffed up my pants the night before, when Stefano and I had had dinner at my in-laws’ place. “Just think if they had made their appearance at the dinner table,” I sputtered…More howls of laughter…more clutching…
So this is how I began my 2011… 😀
That is too funny! I once walked down the corridor of the HS where I taught with my skirt tucked into the back of my pantyhose! Luckily, it was during class time, not change of classes.
I was reading this and found that our little furry family member had got out of his basket and was attempting to put his head on my thigh. I then realised he obviously thought I was having some sort of a funny turn. With B in bed across the landing I had attempted to keep the laughter down resulting in an odd wheezing noise whilst doubled up at the desk. 😀
Margaret!!!! I gotta good chuckle out of this one! 🙂 You are tooooo funny! It reminds me of one of my embarassing moments…when I was 15, my half slip fell down to my ankles as I was walking in the parking lot of our local hospital. The cafeteria for the docs and nurses was facing the parking lot! I was panic stricken and rolling with laughter! I saw many people in the cafeteria laughing and pointing at me! At the tender age of 15, I thought that was the worst day of my life…now I’m telling the world on your blog! 🙂