Last week at rehearsal I spilled coffee all over the front of my jeans. I had to sit with my pants cold and sticking to my legs and reeking of coffee, for the remainder of rehearsal. I got home and changed into my pajamas later that evening. Apparently I got up the next morning and as I was tidying up I picked up the jeans, forgetting about the "coffee catastrophe" from the night before, folded them up, and put them away neatly in my drawer.
This morning as I was choosing something to wear I went to my jeans drawer, out of habit, pulled them out, and put them on. It took me until about half way through the day (after I had smelled something a bit stale but couldn't place it). I looked down and saw a giant stain covering both legs and, yes you guessed it, my crotchal region. Oh joy. One can only hope no one noticed. That's what I get from trying to better about keeping my bedroom picked up.
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3 comments:
Hee hee, crotchal region.
That's too bad, Lori. Maybe, if anyone noticed, they thought it was the hip new coffee-distressed style?
A similar thing happened to me on Monday, when I looked down and found a nice mustard stain - small, but also in the crotchal region.
Melissa-
Thanks for making me feel better by sharing your own stain story. And yes, crotchal region has always brought a smile to my face. It just has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
That is WAY too funny. I also did something similar 2 weeks ago. Gave Maddie some milk in the morning and i thought her PJs seemed a bit wet but whatever. Realized later urine had basically leaked on me but wore them anyway. Then wore them AGAIN a few days later and it took me a long time to understand what that smell was.
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