Pucker Up!!!

I have never been one to tell stories about myself that I find incredibly mortifying, but since things around here have been very serious and a tad depressing lately, I thought, what the heck, I’ll confess to everyone what happened to me today. So, sit back, grab a cup of coffee and prepare to laugh hard.

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I needed to go out today to get supplies from the grocery store. I had a list. I was fairly organized. I wanted to go out, do my errands and get back as quickly as I could.
Hubby decided to go. He is working out with his crutches now each day to gain strength in his upper arms and going to the stores with me was a great way to practice and get some things done.
So off we went. We got to Wal-Mart and Hubby stopped at the service desk to get a money order for an Ebay purchase. I wandered into the household goods section for a few items and then headed over to the dog food, where I met up with Hubby. I selected a dozen cans of food which Hubby questioned me on.
“I thought they liked the chunky food?” Hubby asked.
“No, Fritz is picky, he likes the ground food.”
“Didn’t he used to eat the chunky food?”
“Yes, but then he decided to he didn’t like it.” I answered. “Besides I think he gets more out of the ground food cans than the chunky ones.”
I then started walking and talking. This is a dangerous thing for me to do.
“I can’t believe how picky Fritz is, but at least after the first year I have finally gotten him settled on his food and there are no surprises.” I looked around a little thinking about Valentines Day. “I wonder if they have the pads for your crutches here. You poor thing. I hate to think of you on those crutches.”
And then I did it. I turned puckered up to give Hubby a nice sympathetic kiss and ran smack into a strange man! Hubby was about 10 paces behind me struggling with the crutches and there was this man, right in my puckered up face!
I could feel my face burn! I tried as quickly as I could to unpucker and just weakly smile, but I think for a moment I must have looked like a giant Trout!
The man smiled, and his eyes twinkled and I wished I could have just crawled into the display case and hidden! I stood waiting for Hubby, and the strange man moved past me.
Hubby caught up to me, none the wiser and all I could think of was getting out of the store.
We finished up our shopping, checked out and once I was in the car I confessed all to Hubby who laughed heartily.
I can still feel my face get hot when I recall what happened. I don’t often accost strange men in Wal-Mart. Well, maybe only at Christmas!

10 thoughts on “Pucker Up!!!”

  1. LOL I was going to say the same thing; you probably made his day! Reminds me of a story about my Mum when she was driving through the city one day… Some guy in the car next to her was beeping his horn, and she’d made a decision that rather flipping off those people, she’d blow them a kiss. Well of course the guy beside her kept honking obnoxiously, she didn’t know why so she blew him a kiss! He proceeded to keep honking his horn and she finally looked over and on closer inspection, realized he was a cop!! She was mortified. LOL.

  2. OMG I just died laughing – you probably made his year! hahaha.

    Did he kiss you back? Did he ask for your cell phone number/email address?

    OMG I can’t stop laughing! This is priceless.

  3. OMG! I was laughing so hard I was crying. Then my family asked me what I was laughing at and I could barely get through it I was laughing so hard. Luckily, I didn’t have to go to the bathroom, or I might have peed myself.

  4. Great story for Valentine’s Day! Funny how we take for granted that our spouses are always right there behind us and what a shock when they aren’t!! Happy Valentine’s Day Maribeth.
    Love, Gail

  5. HAAAA! I’m quite famous for grabbing the arm of strange men and women alike when my hubster lags behind without me noticing- Usually we laugh it off, but I did have a lady get really mad and swat at me once. Hee.

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