The Raspberry Pretzel Jell-o Incident

So lately we have had quite a few family parties. At every family party we have, there is always that pretzel raspberry jell-o stuff. I really love it, so it's definitely more than okay, but every time I eat it, I can't help but have a blast from the past...

 

 

I was in highschool and had just attended a friend's farewell. I was a little intimidated because this friend had many other attractive friends. I had gotten myself all dolled up and was enjoying my lunch outside. The wind was blowing, but it was still a nice little afternoon. I just kept food on my plate and water in my cup and everything stayed where it needed to on the table.

 

Someone sitting a little ways away from me was not so smart.

I'm sitting there eating a very large helping of yummy potatoes when I hear a little yelp down the table, and the next thing I know, a plate comes flapping up and smacks me in the side of the head.

The plate flapped away, but I was left with a hairful of raspberry pretzel jell-o.

 

I sat there for a second in disbelief as everyone else at the party stopped for a second and stared at my hair full of jell-o and whipped cream. Then a few people grabbed me and hurried me off to the bathroom to help me clean up. By this time I was laughing a little uncontrollably. I was just imagining what everyone else saw: a plate flying through the air, hitting me smack on the head, and the look that surely must have been on my face. This picture show in my mind was cracking me up and I couldn't stop laughing. The ladies (complete strangers, by the way) who were picking the jell-o, whipped cream, raspberry, and pretzels, out of my hair kept saying they couldn't believe I was laughing.

I didn't tell them this, but I'm pretty sure laughing was the only thing keeping me from crying at that point.

Eventually I got cleaned up and only had a slight pink tint to my hair so I went back to the party.

 

 

Ever since that incident, every time I eat raspberry pretzel jell-o I can't help but smile to myself and wonder why on earth these kind of things are always happening to me.