tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12947560.post-90477394851562264562008-05-18T15:49:00.000-06:002008-05-18T15:49:00.000-06:002008-05-18T15:49:00.000-06:00I once flashed my landlord (who just happened to be our 2nd counselor) at Seven Peaks (not on purpose! I'm not that kind of girl! I was in the kiddie pool and some kid squirted some water gun thingy at just the right spot on my strap and it flew down flashy all! I was so embarrassed! When I looked up, my landlord was right there. It was awful.). It would have been nice to laugh about it but instead it was just painfully awkward. We ended up moving but guess who was one of my son's counselors in middle school? Yes, my old landlord and he still wouldn't look me in the eye! Count your blessings it was your nieces!carihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14088250453390627338noreply@blogger.com