Never, EVER, Follow My Example

There is something you should know about me. I cannot, under any circumstances, be trusted to do the right thing. I try to be a good example to those around me, to do the right thing and be the all-around great person that I am. But I fail. All the time, and usually, it's hilarious. Case in point: Girl's Camp. I headed to Girl's Camp as a lifeguard (which is hilarious in it's own right) and my job, aside from saving the lives of any girl's in the throes of drowning, was to be an example to the young women of a good person. So on my final day of camp and after watching the girl's have a blast on the huge waterslide at the camp, my friend Heather and I decide to give it a try. And we had a blast! It was so much fun and we soon forgot that we were mommies with little kids at home and turned into 13 year-olds without a care in the world.

Now Heather, being a whole lot smarter than me, was wearing the appropriate attire of water shoes which sported a good tread. I, on the other hand, was flailing about in flip-flops, falling down after every third step that I took. At first, it was funny. A slip here, a slide there, me flat on my back time after time. And then it happened. While walking up the steep side of the slide to get back to the top, both feet flew out from under me and I fell with the oomph of a two-ton whale. And while the site of my spectacular fall was more than amusing to those around me, the expletive that leaped from my lips while falling made the whole picture complete.

When I opened my eyes, completely mortifed that I had just cussed out a group of 12-18 year-olds, I found Heather doubled over in laughter barely able to contain herself. So I started laughing, hysterically, and was unable to get up. The girl's just trampled over me to get to the top making no mention of my error. At one point, a girl went past and leaned over me saying "Did you fall AGAIN?" Heather and I continued to crack up while I made my way upright again and continue up the hill. In my normal life, I dont think an occasional cuss word means anything. They are, afterall just words, and while they dont generally bother me, I try not to make them a staple in my vocabulary. But I think we can all agree that when leading a group of kids, any group of kids, it's a good idea to keep the expletives to a bare minimum. I dont think anyone heard what I actually said, which is so nice for my sake, but the moral of the story is that you should never ask me to do anything ever again involving flip flops and water.