Ethel Merman In my entire blogging career, I’ve never seen another blogger with a whole category for embarrassing posts. Of my 449 posts, 52 are labeled that way. Is it any wonder?

I drove to the grocery store today and parked. Before heading inside, I swapped my sunglasses for regular, grabbed my list, ATM card and coupons. And then my stomach growled. They always say you should never go grocery shopping on an empty stomach. I was going to have to be strong.

Anyway.

I got out of my car, locked it, and then in what I can only characterize as Ethel Merman-esque, sang aloud to myself I’m huuuungry!

Well, to myself and that lady who was sitting with her window down in the Jeep next to me about six inches from my face who I hadn’t noticed until after I opened my stupid mouth.

She stared straight ahead. Didn’t flinch. That means she either played deaf, didn’t appreciate my singing talent or was embarrassed for me.

Yeah. Like there’s any question which.

Stumble it!