Monday, September 3, 2012

Mia's Monday Madness...

It's Mia's Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World

Hi all! Happy Labor Day! I hope everyone out there is having a ball on their day off. Okay, I don't mean it that way. I know where your mind the gutter with mine. Although, I must say that having a ball is always a delightful way to spend the day. So if you're getting lucky, more power to you.

Now me? What am I doing? Well, I'm working. Dreadfully boring, huh? Not really. I love writing know what. Hmm, dare I say it on my blog? Of course, I would! 

I love to write about love. I bet you thought I was going to say something a little more risqué. Like I don't know...the "F" word. 

(gasps) I would never say fuck. Nope, I'm a good girl who would never, ever curse. Hell, I don't even know what a curse word is. Yep, I couldn't say that with a straight face.

Oh crap. Where was I going with this blog? I got sidetracked. (thinking) Ah yes! I was going to explain Mia's Monday Madness. 
Picture it—last week, sometime. I'm not sure which day. Sorry. My days tend to blend together. LOL. Anyway, that's beside the point. At some point in the past seven days, I was chatting on the phone with a dear friend of mine, Tina. We were swapping embarrassing stories. If you want to get technical, I was talking, and she was listening. Knowing her, she was taking notes. But that's not important...

While I was in the middle of telling one of my more...shall we say, horrifyingly embarrassing high school stories...Tina made a comment about how I should tell people some of these stories. At first, I was like, "NO! They'll think I'm a complete dork!" But after a little thought and a lot of chatting, I realized it might be fun to share—for me and for my friends. Goodness knows, the people I write about love to share.

Oopsie...lost my train of thought again. Sharing leads my mind into the gutter I just got it out of. Damn it. 

Anyway, I do consider all of you friends. You're people that I am blessed to get to share things with. You're people that I enjoy talking to and laughing with. Most importantly, you're people that I want to get to know better, and I hope you feel the same way about me. 

In order to do that, I'm going to start sharing things with you—all sorts of things. Each week, I'm going to post a fact, a confession, or something similar about myself. Keep in mind, it'll probably be something completely and totally random because that's the way I roll. It is my greatest hope that you will feel comfortable enough to eventually share things with me in the comments. If not, maybe you'll enjoy some of my madness!

To start off Mia's Monday Madness, I'm going to to go back to where it all began. That means...dum da dum...I'm going to tell you one of the more embarrassing moments of my life.

This one time in high school...Crap, wrong phrase. That's supposed to be band camp. 

Hmm...more stories are going to come from that phrase. But not today's. 

During my teen years, I had lots of crushes. Okay, that's an understatement. Whoa! Before you get the wrong idea, I wasn't the girl who got banged more than the snooze button on Monday morning. (Thanks Google for that quote!) I was the innocent one. And boy, am I serious about that. But that's another story altogether.

At one point, I had this massive crush on a guy who was a high school God. He was the epitome of bad boy. Did I mention he looked like he could have been twenty-one! So I'm totally crushing on Lucian (*note: Mr. Bad-Boy-Turned-High-School-God's name has been changed to protect his identity—and mine). 

Of course, I was a girlie-girl at the time. I loved to dress up in short skirts, form-fitting shirts, and fashionable shoes that I could barely walk in. On that particular day, I was dressed-to-impress Lucian. See, I sauntered by him every morning in the hallway so I had to look good.

Well, it was a dreary day. I remember how it was dark outside, and the ground was still wet from the overnight rain. That should have been a clue to be careful when I walked. But eh, I didn't think about that at the time. All I was worried about was strutting past Lucian. Now what could go wrong with this scenario? 

I, Mia Ashlinn, lost my balance and skidded across the slick floor, landing in a heap of half-covered body parts at Lucian's feet. Yep, that was the perfect way to impress him, especially flashing my beautiful, bright thong! I thought I might die. However, I stood up regally and then walked off with my head held high. (snorts) In my dreams, maybe. In reality, I scrambled to my feet and skittered away, pulling at my clothes and praying that my flaming cheeks would quit burning. Sheesh, I had to look like a hideous tomato. 

Needless to say, I avoided him like the bloody plague after that. Ironically, he still lives local, and I see him on occasion. Thank goodness, it isn't often! 

Now that you know one of my many, many, many embarrassing stories, how about you share one of yours? Leave a comment below, and you will win your choice of an e-book copy of one my Sweet Serenity books, an autographed copy of Destined to be Three in print, or one of Mia's Magical Menage Kits left over from TRC. Please make sure to leave your email address, too! Good luck to you all! XOXOXO!

Love and cherries,

P.S. For being good and reading this long blog, I have a picture for you....


  1. HAHA.... This is embarrassing enough to win!

    My favorite outfit was my clockwork orange one.. Ya know white pants white shirt....Yeah well, it had been raining all day and I had to walk home. During the walk my ex and my now hubs, were trying to spatter me with water. So dummy me runs after the ex, steps in one of his footprints, flew way in the air and landed on my ass.. In the Oklahoma red mud. Im sure everyone knows about the red dirt we are so famous for. That shit is slimy when wet, and stains.. Needless to say I still had to walk with my who back and arse covered in in the lst 2 blocks home on a main street.. With everyone else who happened to be driving by or walking around us. Mention it to my hubs and he still about busts a gut laughing. Ex didnt see it happen. Hubs watched every embarrassing painful inch of it...

    1. And email addy since I totally forgot.... no1lefthere@ coxdotnet

    2. OMG! I love it, Chris. I could actually visualize that story in my mind. It was like a moment in a movie. :) Hell,it sounds like something I would totally do...Although, I avoid white for that reason. Anyway, your story is absolutely priceless. :)

    3. LOL Yeah.. I avoid the white for sure now..

  2. I was the stage manager for the school play my junior year and my secret crush was in the play. Now I was too shy to even say "Hi" to him but I sure liked to watch him. I needed to get from one side of the stage to the other before bis scene was over to see his exit. Running behind the props I didn't realize there was spilt water. The crash could be heard in the audience. Totally ruined his exit! I could never look at him again! I've not seen him since he graduated and I'm so glad my crush was a secret one.

    1. Holy smokes! That is a good one. I blushed just reading it. :) Sometimes it's best to have those secret crushes...*sighs*

  3. I don't really have any embarrassing moments. lol Mostly because I never got too upset over anything that much. But the only thing I can think of that was embarrassing was when I was kidnapped for my 18th party and taken to a restaurant at 5 am. There was cake, penis headbands, and penis candles. It was mildly embarrassing, and I still have those glittery silver penis antennae. Oh and a big box of condoms. lol

    smurfettev AT gmail DOT com

    1. *snickers at Sheri* You just threw down the gauntlet. Must embarrass Sheri ASAP! LOL. Love the story by the way....can I see the glittery silver penis antennae sometime? You have my curiosity piqued. :)

  4. I think I blocked out most of my embarassing high school moments. Probably for a reason, I was the choir geek and way too shy to talk to a guy let alone contemplate going out with one.

    You really do make me laugh and I enjoy reading your books. Thanks for helping make my day.

    1. Rose, good for you. If I could block them out, I would. Also, I totally understand the choir geek part. I was a badge-carrying band geek. *sighs* Those were the days. :)

      I'm so glad that I make you laugh and that you enjoy reading my books. I cannot tell you how much it means to me to hear something like that. You have made my not-so-good day so much better. :)

  5. And the winner is....Susan W.! Yay! I will be sending you an email momentarily. Congrats! :)

  6. Thank you so much! This was a fun post. Brought back a few memories!