Boy have I been waiting for this weeks Mortified Mama Monday.  I even said to Techie “well this is my Mortified Mama Monday” when it happened.   

We stopped at the mall this weekend to pick up some last minute touches for Chibby’s new big boy room (unvailing on this very blog tomorrow).   I climbed out of the mini-van and while Techie grabbed the baby I used the dark tinted windows of the car next to me to check my appearance.  I fluffed my curls, used my finger to wipe away some stray lip gloss, smoothed my cute little jacket,  and adjusted my top to make sure I had just the right amount of cleavage.I turned and walked toward the mall with my boys and as I clicked the remote to lock the van I looked back over my shoulder.  From that angle I could see a man and kid sitting in the car that I’d just been using as a mirror.  Complete and utter mortification.  I was right up in the window and still have no idea how I missed the guy sitting right on the other side of the glass.