Aww…no one at all to embarass? You still have a hubby dearest, for when all else fails.

Now that’s what I call using your noodle!

lol…when I do something along those lines my kids threaten to put it on YouTube. I can just visualize you doing that at Costco.

My mother used to “ride” the grocery carts down the aisle. And one day while shopping at a teen store for school clothes for my 14 yr old daughter, her father and I couldn’t stand still any longer while the disco music blasted so we broke out our best disco routine from the 70’s and wowed the customers and staff alike. Poor Amanda was sneaking into the dressing room, praying all the way that no one she knew was in the store. LOL!

Hem. 😉 My inner teen still rolls her eyes at the Knight…

Every time one of my children left the teen years, I took cookies to work in celebration. (But now I have grandchildren to embarass. Life is good.)

I can just see you doing that little dance down the aisle in Costco!!

when my daughter was in high school we would sometimes have lunch on a Saturday in the Johnny Rockets at the Pruneridge — she was spared real bad embarrassment by the fact that I wasn’t the only mom in the place singing along and “booth dancing” to YMCA!

Well, that does require a different kind of needle!I like Lynn’s comment.

I would be happy to loan you my teenager – and I can certify that he is highly embarrassable 🙂

I would offer to loan you Sam, but he is neither highly embarrassable, nor a teenager anymore. And then he had me for a mom, and I was so weird anyway that embarrassment was redundant.

I was sure I was about to read about some new knitting advancement – noodle needles that flex or something like that. But the fun of memories of embarrassing my kids is way better. Like the time I paid one of YD’s friends $5 to obey the speed limit at all times. Or the time I made OD’s first boyfriend take a driving test with me in the car before I let her go out in it with him.