Sometimes I think I'm funny...

 God writes a lot of comedy.  The trouble is he's stuck with so many bad actors who don't know how to play funny.  - Garrison Keillor

In the midst of my reflecting and writing, my life happens.  I think it’s important to mention that I didn’t plan on writing a blog.   In fact until about a month ago, I had not given myself the opportunity to write.  I used to write all the time, then suddenly life got busy and I denied myself that pleasure. It has been way too long, but then one day, and then another and another after that I became inspired to write again.  So I thought seriously about a blog, I second guessed my ability, I debated whether I should even do it, finally I committed – well sort of.  I created a blog page, then wrote my first entry and asked a couple of wonderful friends to read it before I finally decided to post it.  Before making the final decision I asked John if he would be alright with it, as inevitably I would be sharing some of his life as well.  He agreed but asked that it be funny.  As you can see I am more sensitive and inquisitive than I am hilarious.

Despite my inability to be comical, there are definitely things that occur in my life, in our house and between John and I that are amusing.  Sometimes I find my own jokes to be hilarious, while John finds it silly, especially when he looks over and sees me still laughing at something I said five minutes ago.  But my plan is to try to once in a while to integrate the funnier parts of our lives into a blog dispersed amongst the blogs about reflection, growth and love.

Sometimes the things that happen to me are funnier than the things that I say.  For example, on April Fool’s Day ten minutes before I was to leave the house for the day.  I reached into the fridge took out the orange juice and shook it.  Unfortunately, the lid was not on and I soaked myself in orange juice.  With only a few minutes to spare I decided to change my clothes and just let my hair air dry.  But, as the orange juice dried I looked more like the girl in Something about Mary, then I cared to explain.