As I was waiting for the prince to park the truck and join me in waiting for a table at a swanky downtown restaurant on Sunday, I saw something that caught my eye. I thought to myself, "Blog material! I must get a picture!"
But if you've been reading me for a while, you already know I don't have much luck when it comes to capturing the moment with my camera! If you are a newbie, see examples of my epic fails here and here.
But this time, boys and girls.....I GOT IT!!
*insert raucous applause and whistling*
That's right...the old toilet paper on the shoe schtick.
I WAS however, nearly busted AGAIN! I didn't even consider that it was dark and that the FLASH would give me away!
I played it off and didn't look at them when they stared at me. If they had confronted me on it, I was planning to tell them I was a moron and trying to learn how to text on my new (not really) phone. Luckily for me, right at the same time I was taking the flash photography...MIITB texted me. So I had a legit false alibi with that story.
And I knew I had the women in their party on my side because I caught them being envious of my furilicious boots when I walked in. (Chicks will ditch anyone for awesome shoes.) I did manage to get another pic without the flash. The first pic didn't show you how ridonkulously long the toilet paper was!
There was, however, one other pic I wish I had gotten. While we were finishing up our lunch, the owner came over and turned on a nearby flat screen. He asked if we all wanted to watch the Olympics. The table of little old ladies requested Nascar. (Dear Lord please shoot me.)
I didn't really think much of it at the time...since I live in the South, it's something I deal with quite a bit. Everyone around here loves Nascar...except for me...and maybe 3 other people. (Though I'm still searching for them.)
I couldn't see the people at that table very well until they got up to leave. I was shocked to see the little old ladies file by in their FULL LENGTH MINK COATS and their botoxed faces wearing their diamonds and pearls! Not your typical Nascar crowd!!!!
Welcome to my town.