tlrnhi

OH MY!! I'm not laughing Karla, honest I'm not, but I have a HUGE grin on my face. I can just imagine what the horses were saying.....silly human! Did she REALLY think she was Superwoman? We could have told her that wasn't going to work, but it was fun letting her figure it out for herself. lol

Baren*eh*ked_canadian

Ok, Terri wasn't laughing, but I sure was!!
I've gotten hooked by my winter jacket too, can't remember what the situation was though. I just unzipped my coat and slipped out, but it was embarrassing!

Baren*eh*ked_canadian

I can't think of anything REALLY dumb right now, you know other than the typical blonde moments where I put the cookies in the fridge, and the milk in the microwave.

barnbum

Okay--here's another for your giggling pleasure:

Sometimes a horse will back right up to the 2x4s that make the back stall walls to poop--and some will go behind the wall. ( I know, I know, you're happy this isn't a problem in your world :lol: ) So, while cleaning stalls one morning during mare stare (that's when I get no more than 15 min in a row all night) I reached the muck fork behind the wall to push the little apples under the bottom board into the stall so I could clean them up. Well--every time I pushed--they rolled back. I tried again--same thing. One more time? Same thing. It didn't make sense they would bounce back! :? So, I finally glanced down to see what was in the way. I discovered the problem--it was my boot. I was too tired to realize I was standing in the way of making any progress. I laughed, moved my boot, and got the job done. Sometimes one must laugh--there are no other options. :roll:

littlehud

While I was at work the other day I was putting supplies away in the kitchenette and got a call on my phone from a co-worker. I let her know where I was and would be back downstairs shortly. After I got downstairs I couldn't find my work phone. I had left my phone in the fridge upstairs. Imagine everyone's surprise when the fridge started ringing. Oh well, just one of those days.

Lisa_wanna_b_quilter

OK, it's going to be hard to top hanging yourself from a fence, but I've got a couple of items for you.

Back in the baby days, I was blessed with a baby that never slept more than 2 hours at a time. By the time she was six months old, I had become a sleep deprived idiot. So one day (or night, who can tell at that point?) I wake up to incredible screaming. This kid was obviously ticked off. When I get to her room, I look down and see that she is COVERED in p##p. I'm thinking she must have some sort of a tummy issue so I pick her up and head toward the tub. When I strip her down, I find out she is not wearing a diaper at all. I'm guessing I forgot a step in the process the time before when I got up with her.

This one is my Aunt's stupid moment. (Refer to the "Redneck" thread for reference to said Aunt) Before they got indoor plumbing (1979) she cozied up to the woodstove before heading to the outhouse. This aunt has always been a fancy pants kind of lady so her outhouse had a real toilet seat instead of just a plain wooden hole. (It was also a two holer with a tall hole and a short hole. See how uppity she is?) Anyway, after getting her behind all sweaty warm on the woodstove and then setting on the cold plastic toilet seat, she froze to it! Just like licking a flag pole! She yelled for help and the entire family went out to see what was up. The poor woman is still teased at every family gathering.

barnbum

:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

I'd say your stories are right up there with a fence post incident, Lisa!! :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

woody

The other night I walked out of the office and said "now where did I put my beer" After DH had laughed his head off he looked down at my hand and there it was. Boy did I feel like an idiot, and the worse thing was it was my first drink and I had only had a few sips. :oops:

Lisa_wanna_b_quilter

Wow! Austrailian beer must be powerful stuff!! :D

sewNso

Well, i had to stop and hold my sides 1/2 way thru the diaper story. poor lady.