Red: It's Also The Colour of Embarrassment

Aaaannd I'm back. At least I think I'm back. I thought I was back last week but it turns out I wasn't quite back. (Which explains my somewhat sporadic commenting on your posts as well as posting of anything much here on my own blog).

Sigh! Life's been kinda hectic the past few weeks. This is mostly due some the ongoing workplace bullshit drama, which I'll probably get to in the near future. But, the good news is, I'm actually posting something today! You know, with actual words 'n shit. Well, somethings really. This is a two-for-one special.

First, is a post inspired by the weekly Studio 30 Plus prompt. (I know. I missed the last two. Also due to the same aforementioned hectic IRL stuff). This week the prompt is the word: Red.

Let's get right into it, shall we:

When we first got married, Mrs. C and I lived in a very tiny apartment, rented to us from a friend from church. The apartment was so small I called our little hobbit hovel. It was fitting because we're both somewhat vertically challenged and I do happen to have somewhat hobbitesque feet (If you don't know what I mean, Kev D. can properly explain).

Anyway, the house our apartment was in was in a very rough area and, when things started to really heat up, we decided to move. Finding a new place to live wasn't easy. Tiny as it was, the rent was dirt cheap and we were just getting used to living on our own.

While we were looking for a new apartment, we stayed at my parents home for a few months. One day, my niece, who was only a toddler at the time, got into the room we were staying in and came out parading around the living room (where the entire family was sitting) with a particular piece of Mrs. C's clothing. All I'll say is, it was not the kind of thing good little christian girls are supposed to wear. Quite suitably, she decided to wear it on.her.head.

Yeah.

Did I mention the entire family was there? My mother, father, both sisters, Mrs. C's uncle: the evangelist (Okay, I made the last part up, but if he had happened to have walked in I wouldn't have been surprised at that point). Needless to say our faces were – you guessed it – very, VERY red.

Now, as I said, you get two posts for the price of one. The second is one of my weekly posts over at Sprocket Ink is up.

All you have to do is click on this pretty little link over here [Pretty Little Link] and you can read it.