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Can I just tell you? This whole site needs an overhaul. My goodness! Thank you for visiting, come back again in a few weeks. I still appreciate your support. :)
I love your support. So many of you have encouraged me to keep writing all these years. I took a few years off because I wasn't feeling very confident about my skill and self-conscience about my subject matter. I really appreciate your gentle (sometimes haunting) push to get back on the proverbial horse. My favorite thing in the world is making someone laugh, typically at my own expense. It warms my heart to hear that my silly stories have helped you smile or laugh out loud when you felt like that's the last thing you could do.


I also really appreciate the support of many boyfriends who read through my entire collection of crazy and still chose to continue dating. I'm not sure if you felt bad for me or found me charming. Regardless, thanks for the encouragement.


I'm going to change things up a little bit. As you may have guessed, from some of my posts, I have aspirations of writing a book. (Or two, three, or four… We'll see.) Anyway, all of my stories, up to 3/6/17, are true and happened to me. I'm thinking about adding some characters to my stories and playing around with fiction writing. You'll be able to tell the real stories from fiction. I think. ;-)


I'm not sure what my books are going to be like, yet. I've always enjoyed reading fiction but, maybe non-fiction is the right path for me. I'm pretty confident with the voice I've developed in telling my silly stories and would like to continue to write in that tone. I know I'm going to start off slow because, as you know, self-discipline has never been one of my stronger qualities. I may try to play around with other subjects, too. Stay tuned.


This site is meant to make you laugh through stories that you may be able to relate to whether it's sour love, a cooking disaster, a social faux-pas, etc. So, bear with me as I stumble through my experiences, hopefully, more gracefully than the actual event, but just as funny, and either share the lesson or just make you laugh out loud.

If there's ever a story that really hits your funny bone or makes your day, let me know. I'd love to hear from you.

So, sit back, put on your reading glasses and enjoy.

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Monday, May 25, 2009

What a day! It started with a leisurely stroll into the mini-kitchen at work. My timing was impeccable; I had just missed a catastrophe but witnessed the hilarity of the aftermath.  Apparently, one of my co-workers was desperately trying to open his can of lentil soup. The tab broke off so he thought it would be a good idea to hammer the top open with a pair of tongs. An unsuspecting bystander happened to walk up beside him to use the microwave just as the can exploded, all over the kitchen. I walked in seconds later, just in time to see where the splatter landed. They were both completely covered in it. I had to immediately turn on my heels before I burst out laughing on the spot and head back to my cubicle to tell my neighbor through tears.  

Next, my boss and I were coming back from an appointment. My washer fluid had run out so my windshield was covered with muck. I had my favorite thermos with me filled with water. I considered opening the sun roof to pour the water down the windshield as I was driving on the Pike but, I love that thermos and the thought that a slip of the wrist could mean “buh bye” to my little pink heart thermos was worse than a potential accident from vision impairment. My boss, however, thought he could fix the problem. He assured me he’d keep a tight hold on the thermos but he thought a better idea was to pour out the side window. At that point, I could barely see so, I agreed. He opened his window to toss the water on the windshield while I was driving and…within milliseconds he was covered with the entire thermos of water. Once again, I could barely contain myself. 

Well, I walked into Spinning Class that night completely unsuspecting. The day had been full of wacky happenings, I should have known.

Can I just tell you? I have never witnessed anything like it. I’m not sure if you’ve ever been to a Chippendales Show, I haven’t, but I imagine this is what it’s like:

This instructor came into class with multiple layers and proceeded to blast the music. (He seems to have an affinity for Janet Jackson during the Miss Jackson years.) As we get going, he removes one layer of clothing, jumps down on the floor and starts doing pushups… In Spinning Class!
 Then the mantras started, “Do what you can, can what you do!” he shouted over the music. Meanwhile, my eyes were saucers watching him while he proceeded to play the air guitar gyrating his hips. Of course, I’m thinking to myself, “Seriously? No, seriously?” Then he took off more layers until he was down to a too tight tank top with skin tight biker shorts! And as if that wasn’t enough, he started to do upside down pushups against the wall with his feet up in the air!  

I could hardly breathe, not from exertion but from laughter. I have to admit, it wasn’t much of a workout for my legs but my heart did a lot of pounding and my mind was certainly aflutter. (He seemed to have incredible endurance and stamina!)

So, I said I wouldn’t talk about any more boyfriends but I didn’t promise not to talk about the imaginary ones. I can’t help myself. After class, I left with a smile thinking he’d definitely refer to me as his little minx… I wonder if he’s single?
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