I endured a very interesting moment in my life last night. I was sitting here at the computer and read Miss Doxie's blog (read at your own risk!!!). Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I'm not funny!!! There I was sitting in the glow of the computer screen at 11 o'clock at night trying to muffle laughter. Shoot. . .I thought I was funny until I read her encounter of Chao Camp!! I'd always thought I was funny. I cracked myself up so why wouldn't everyone else laugh along with me??
So after I have this epiphany, I walk into the kitchen, fix a glass of water and in walks Chris. I just turn around and say, "Hey! I'm not funny!!" He's all, "Huh?" And I'm like, "Dude! I thought I was funny!! I think I'm pretty freaking funny but I'm not!!" And then he's like, "Huh? Who says you're not funny?" To which I tell him, "I SAY I'M NOT FUNNY!! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME I WASN'T AS FUNNY AS I THOUGHT!!!!?????" Then I stomped my fat butt down the hall to bed.
As I got ready for bed I started contemplating my lacking humor. Here's what played out in my head (try to stay with me): I think I'm funny. . .Cale thinks I'm funny but he's 2 so he doesn't count. . .mom and dad think I'm funny. . .Carly thinks I'm funny and her friends and Jason think I'm funny. . .yeah, I'm funny. . .but I'm just not as funny Miss Doxie. . .my friends on the board think I'm funny. . .they are my friends aren't they?. . .I mean, you only tell your real friends about when and how you bd. . .yeah, they're my friends. . .but do you know their last names??. . .ummm. . .mostly NO. . .weird. . .I have a ton of friends that have no last names and in my mind no homes. . .they all live mysteriously in my computer screen. . .good thing I don't have a flat panel screen. . .not much living space there. . .hmmmm. . .I'm a freak
See. . .I should just be labeled "SPECIAL" and go on with my life and leave you all in peace.
Ahhhhh. . .heck, dudes! I'm as funny as I think I am! ;)
