09 October 2009

True Confessions

Laugh Mom's guest post at Aiming Low - in which she confesses to her small child that she, too, had peed in the pool - prompts me to reveal something that I've been holding close to my heart for a very long time.

Once upon a time, a very long time ago, I peed in Madeleine Albright's swimming pool. I was a mere child, and she was decades away from becoming Secretary of State.

Your turn. What's your true confession for today?

20 comments:

  1. I can't for the life of me remember why, but I recently told someone the "my sister peed in Madeleine Albright's pool" anecdote.

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  2. We have lived scarily parallel lives.

    Once I refused to shake Henry Kissinger's hand.

    I was five.

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  3. So what were you doing in Madeleine Albright's swimming pool? (or meeting Kissinger, Slouchy? these confessions need more stories.)

    Mine, too, is also a pee story: I wet the bed the first time I went to sleepaway camp, and I never told anyone--just rolled up my nightgown and curled around the wet spot and made the bed in the morning. (As a parent looking back, hard to believe there wasn't an odor in the summer morning, but no one said a thing.)

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  4. one of my sisters threw oranges over her friend's fence and into ronald reagan's pool.

    i ran in lesser circles. my friends and i made prank calls to her "get off my lawn" type neighbor. we once egged the modest suburban home of a movie director, whose son was in my class for a while. i can't remember why we thought these were hilarious at the time. never told my kids.

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  5. Well, pee seems to be the theme, so I'll tell you about the time I peed in my pants at an outdoor concert because the portapotty line was too long, and it was raining anyhow so I was already soaking wet to the skin, and anyway I was too effin' drunk to get up off the ground. And to top it all, I was sitting on my boyfriend's lap at the time. And he never knew. ;-D


    T.

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  6. Since we're all doing pee stories:
    I peed on the train platform at Shea Stadium in 1984.
    Yes, I squatted right there & did it. It was not very crowded, and the relief was instant.
    I also peed into a cosmetic case, after being stuck in traffic on the George Washington Bridge for 3 hours. I carefully lined it with a plastic bag, and threw the pee-bomb out the window when I was done.

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  7. I LOVE the pee bomb.

    ;-D


    T.

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  8. i feel inadequate because I can't think of a pee story. or an "i did something to a celebrity story"

    back to my boring life...

    sigh...

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  9. Now that's a good "Post Secret" submission if I've ever read one!

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  10. Sometimes I entice my kid to take a shower by telling him that he can pee in there too. (It works.)

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  11. I'm sure I might have something to contribute if I weren't so blinded by the idea of peeing in Madame Secretary's pool.

    You are a wealth of whimsy Magpie.

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  12. I'm peeing right now.

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  13. I routinely tell Ada there is no dessert in the house, only to dig out ice cream or cookies once she is in bed.

    I have the sense that once she figures this out there will be hell to pay.

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  14. Did I miss the part where you're only allowed to comment if you've done something embarrassing in the vicinity of a major American political figure?

    My husband and I had sex in our walk-in closet while our air conditioner was being installed. The embarrassing part is really that this is pretty much the most daring sex thing we've ever done.

    I also totally do the ice cream and cookie-hoarding thing. Doesn't everyone?

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  15. Well, I can't be expected to compete with THAT.

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  16. You peed in Madeleine Albright's pool!?! Awesome!

    I honestly think I was so afraid of that "red ring" that was supposed to form around you if you peed in the pool, that I never peed in the pool!

    Confession: I lick my plate. Often.

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  17. When I was 4 or 5, I told my Dad's boss--dean of faculty--that my Dad couldn't come to the phone because he was pooping.

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  18. Ooops! I thought I could be spared..
    Well, since you'd asked....
    I kept a chocolate bar on the top shelf so that I can munch it, when the boys are at school... Now, my secret is safe with you ya? *wink*

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  19. I agree with Susan! You hooked us in, and then you've left out the most interesting bits!

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  20. Ha! That is funny.

    All of my famous people stories are from the past year or two, since I've been doing the advocacy thing, and I have no funny urine stories either. Imagine that!

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