Facebook Note from 1/23/2010 ~ "My bra is stuck in the saddle story"

Two years ago my friend Tracey and I went to Padre Island for spring vacation. I was not the best travel company at that time walking around in my very-lost-still-feeling-the-hit-like-a-mack-truck daze. But nothing heals you like a true and patient friend.....beautiful beaches and pool.

So we decide to ride horses on the beach. We get there and along with about 30 other people take off on our horses. It was beautiful as we rode them along the water's edge and they stomped jelly fish and popped them. We headed back, parked our horses and get off of them. Except - I had some problems.

This little Mexican guy came over to make sure I got off the horse okay. I swing my leg over and am on my way down when he starts telling me to stop. Okay - I'm just telling you - when I start coming down from anything it's hard to STOP this momentum. I had no clue what he was talking about anyway. So I landed on my feet and realized that something was choking me and my bare boobs were flopping in this guys face!

It seems when I bent over to throw my leg over my bra caught on the horn of the saddle and so while I came down I pulled my bra and my shirt up completely up - leaving everything right in the little Mexcan's face. He is trying to reach over me to help unattach my bra without touching my boobs and I'm still thinking, "HOW DID THIS JUST HAPPEN??" Women are trying to shield their children's eyes from the spectacle and I can't find my friend Tracey to help me out of this one!!

The little Mexican guy is laughing and after we unhook me and I scoop up stuff and put it where it should be - he waves his arms and says what I believe to be, "No ti*s! No ti*s!" I thought that was kind of rude - but what he was saying was "no TIPS, no TIPS" because he said he already had gotten it.

I find Tracey and as she begins to ask why my shirt has this stretched out circle with brown on it (from the horn) and others are pointing and hurrying their young children past me I tell her what happened. We look over and there is my little Mexican guy telling all his friends and they look over at us laughing and smiling........."No tips! No tips!"