This is an apology to my neighbors...because I fear I left the real Debora home last night and some wierd clone without a tongue showed up in my place.

My neighorhood was forced to attend a community planning meeting to fight a proposed fast-food restaurant with a drive-thru window at the corner of my block.

The community showed up in force and I planned on speaking my voice and sounding intelligent when I listed my concerns.  Unfortunately for me - I was in a very emotional mood and my good friend went immediately before me.  She choked out a few words about being nervous and the safety of the block and quickly stepped away from the microphone in tears.  I stepped up - stated my name and address and proceeded to CRY.  Oh my god - I fell apart and mumbled something about the trash and the safety of my children being a concern...blah blah blah.  At least I now have an answer to anyone who asks - what was your most embarrassing moment??

Of course, when I got home I thought of hundred different things that I could have said, but didn't.  Instead I looked like a pathetic mother - crying at the podium.

At the next meeting - I'll need a plan to make sure the real Debora shows up.

And don't forget to post or e-mail me your addition to my round robins story - details on my Tuesday's post...but here's the sentence that started the story off...

Just like every other Tuesday morning for the past year, I stood at the Starbucks counter prepared to order a grande-moche-latte-no cream, when it hit me.

Have fun and post your sentences by Sunday night.

Deb