Stating the Obvious

I'm not funny. I just found out, and to say the truth, it's kind of a blow. It's like I lost a part of myself. You know when you get a really horrible hair cut, you feel a bit less like yourself? That's what this is like.

I got the idea to try and be funny about the fourth grade. I had an amazing teacher named Mrs. Brokaw, no relation to the news anchor, as if I knew who he was back then. And she was F.U.N. She let us wear just our socks to the cafeteria if it had been wet and yucky outside. She read to us from West Side Stories and inserted students names. When she found something really funny, her shoulders just shook and no sound came out. I idolized her. This is also before I knew about the ten commandments. I now know this is wrong and have since come clean.

Anyway, that's how it began. I also realized another thing about this time....I had a twin sister. Obviously I have ALWAYS had a twin sister, but I just now realized how this impacted me. A bit about my sister....she's pretty, the kind of pretty that makes me look less pretty, no matter how hard I try. She's nice, horribly, painfully nice. She used to be a boy magnet. I hope this has changed since she is now married with three kids. She's a school teacher, the cool one who all the boys have a crush on. Do you see where I'm going with this?

SO I had a revelation. I would never be pretty. BUT I could be funny.

That's it, end of story.

All this time, I've thought 'I'm funny.' And then I started blogging. Apparently I've only just NOW become funny. People talk to me about my blog, which is flattering, don't get me wrong, but they seem genuinely surprised that it's so amusing. And these are people I've known for a while, I've watched their kids, they've watched mine, I've talked to them, invited them over for scones, taken them dinner, set up play dates with their kids.....

There you have it. I have been duly humbled.

Katie