the Time When...

Some more of the Missing Month:

The last weekend in September brought gorgeous NYC-weather and so Button and I packed up and headed into Brooklyn for some of the most delicious food and drink!

We feasted on some wrapped up piggies:

We enjoyed some yummy LOBSTAH!

After a quick romp in the grass (where Button approached every stranger that was seated there with a wink and a wave:

We adventured with some sticky rice and Mango

 

 

We then packed up and, complete with a caramel&seaSalt cookie-IceCream-Sandwich that oozed and melted and made our fingers sticky - strolled on to try our flea-market hand in Williamsburg. (Our hands found success - this awesome vendor was where I got a birthday gift for E's aunt!)

We quenched our thirst with some "artisan" sodas (I'm not even sure what "artisan" means - but there were flavors like Hibiscus, Cinnamon & Clove... and Apple & Ginger (delish!!)... and Watermelon & Tarragon... so yea. I'm going to call them "artisan"...)

And then we really quenched our thirst with a good beer while this guy napped (for over 2 hours!!)

and THEN - I was able to break in my K-Tan wrap (boo, no pictures - but he loved it! as did I!) as we walked through Brooklyn, stopping at a playground for some sliding and screaming before we caught the subway back up to Muffin's apartment on the UpperWestSide.

*Oh god I just remembered that whole trek - so it takes a good hour between waiting for trains and switching to get from Brooklyn to the nearest stop to her apartment (approx 3-4 blocks) and we both had to pee before we even got on the train in Brooklyn... While on the train, Muffin needed extreme distractions to keep her from leaving a piddle on the train seat. 
I did my best, and we arrived at her stop - we sprinted up the station stairs, and into the nearest friendly restaurant where she blew past the hostess and made it to the bathroom just in time.

Meanwhile, I'm all, I can make it - I can distract myself enough, there's been more urgent times that I've totally made it to a bathroom! We've got this, I can wait til we get to your apartment Muffin!

Well.


I made it all the way into her building foyer (nothing fancy, really just a small entryway that has the wall of mailboxes and a teeny stairwell for her walk-up.)


I started the Pee-Pee Dance as I said to Muffin, "GO, just go unlock the door (I'll get Button out of the stroller) JUST GO UNLOCK YOUR DOOR!"


Aaaand as I took the stairs two at a time, slinging Button in my arms, I could feel it - I started peeing myself, and couldn't stop...

I banged into her open door, pee seeping into my jeans and down my inner thighs (YUP, that happened...) I set Button down (who apparently then toppled over on his bottom, having not been steady when I set him down - and he started SCREAMING)


I didn't even get my underwear pulled down - I scraped my jeans down over my hips, and sat on the toilet and peed straight through them.  Did you ever do that when you were little, and couldn't get a wet swimsuit down fast enough?

No? Just me?


Ok then...

And that was the time when a grown woman peed herself.

And had to come home commando in Muffin's PJ bottoms...
 (she gave me the pants - I still owe her another pair...)