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		<title>tantrums</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2016 15:16:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Gina Marie]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was watching Burnt with Bradley Cooper and loved the scene where he threw an epic tantrum along with every dish in sight against the wall. Sometimes, when I am filled with anger or feeling stressed out and insecure I think  throwing something against the wall and destroying it would feel REALLY good! Often my [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<div class="_45m_ _2vxa" data-offset-key="5jjv6-0-0" data-block="true"><span data-offset-key="5jjv6-0-0"><span data-text="true">I was watching Burnt with Bradley Cooper and loved the scene where he threw an epic tantrum along with every dish in sight against the wall. Sometimes, when I am filled with anger or feeling stressed out and insecure I think  throwing something against the wall and destroying it would feel REALLY good! Often my tantrums turn out more like the scene from <a href="https://youtu.be/MRZLKNj_BGo">Bridesmaids</a>&#8230; Less impressive and more embarrassing. (Warning: Foul Language Movie Clip)</span></span></div>
<p>Can you relate? I certainly can, and after I&#8217;ve made a spectacle of myself I wonder what&#8217;s the best way as an adult to recover? For me, it&#8217;s eating some humble pie. &#8230;and then throwing that plate it came on against the wall! I&#8217;m kidding!!! (kind of)</p>
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		<title>a kiss is not always just a kiss</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2016 14:05:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Gina Marie]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So…what’s your most embarrassing moment? C’mon…I KNOW you have one. In fact, I would go “all in” to say that particular incident has just made an appearance in your mind. Am I right? It’s okay, we ALL have one, or two…or a hundred. The Most Embarrassing Moment is a universal experience; it does not discriminate. [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So…what’s your most embarrassing moment? C’mon…I KNOW you have one. In fact, I would go “all in” to say that particular incident has just made an appearance in your mind. Am I right? It’s okay, we ALL have one, or two…or a hundred. The Most Embarrassing Moment is a universal experience; it does not discriminate. They often come in the form of a faux pas which is a social blunder. I <em>know</em> we are all guilty of committing them and in that moment they often prove to be quite humiliating! Speaking from experience, I know when it happens we want to crawl under a rock, turn back time, wave a magic wand to TAKE. IT. AWAY!!! Some have more than their fair share and others never admit to them. However, we ALL have perpetrated them at one time or another, either in word or deed. The great thing about most embarrassing moments is that when we are finally able to pull ourselves together and crawl out from under that rock we can often look back and laugh. They’re funny because they’re relatable…and in some sick way, when we hear about someone else’s social blunder, we feel better about our own. I personally think it would be really entertaining to hear and share your most embarrassing moments but I think in fairness and since this is my blog, I should go first…</p>
<p>I <em>accidentally</em> kissed my college professor on the lips.</p>
<p>I know what you’re thinking…how could <em>that </em>be an accident? Let me explain… I was newly married and living in Cambridge England and attending college. My psychology professor was a pretty eccentric older man. Let me clarify “older”, he was probably my age now, 44, but at the time when I was 23, well, he was pretty much ancient.  In hind-sight he was probably quite young and vibrant! &#8230;I digress. Anyway, he was married to an Italian woman and had been living in Europe for many years. He loaned me a text-book and when he needed it back we decided he could just pick it up from me during his next trip into Cambridge. He came to my flat and when I greeted him at the door he moved in for what I thought was a hug but being European he was actually moving in for the kiss the cheek thing that I was totally unfamiliar with. So as he leaned in toward me without extending his arms for a hug, it became apparent it was a kiss. It happened SO fast and I was SO young and naïve…and SO AMERICAN! I couldn’t process what was happening so, of course, I kissed him on the lips! I mean what else…right? You would do the SAME thing&#8230;right??? I couldn’t think! It just happened! I actually kissed him on the lips. I still can’t believe it. The thoughts going through my mind were “uh…this is weird…kiss not hug…okay…did I just do <em>that</em>???&#8230;I think he meant to kiss my cheek…where can I find a f…ing rock????” Without saying a word, I did an about face, grabbed the textbook and handed it to him and politely said “thank you.” He replied “I meant to kiss your cheek.” And then I slapped him! …Ugh, that last sentence is a lie. All I could say was “oh…okay…”</p>
<p>So there you have it…this is one of my most embarrassing moments. Believe me, I have more, but I think it’s now time to turn over the mic…</p>
<p>Your turn! If you are willing to share your most embarrassing moments, anonymous or not, preferably not, message me through Facebook or email me: <a href="mailto:gina@simplyginamarie.com">gina@simplyginamarie.com</a>  Don’t be scared…I know you all have some good ones!</p>
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