Okay, apparently I've missed my calling in life. Most people would say it would have something to do with being administrative. Some would say it has something to do with music. Or maybe kids. Everyone has a calling. A mission.
My parents new calling is to completly spoil their new granddaughter. The political world's new calling is to drive me absolutely nuts with all the stuff going on with this year's election. There are complete strangers in Nashville who's calling it is to save me from getting a ticket in speed traps (it's happened 4 times in the past 2 weeks!) My friend Cathy Bell's calling is to make me laugh so hard I have to throw up (ask her . . . it's true).
Apparently, according to some (who have the last name Rushing) my calling is to make people cry when reading my blog. I don't mean to. One particular Rushing has even dubbed me the Hallmark Moment Queen. I think she looks forward to getting a card from me just to see what Hallmark moment I will create for her.
So, I now have two tasks set before me.
1) Start posting funny things. I've never been compelled to write funny things because, well, in addition to making me laugh, Cathy is one of the funniest writers I know and I have no ambition to strip her of the title. But I make a promise to at least try so that the boys who read this blog don't have to go crying into the night to find a tissue.
2) Figure out how to post a warning at the top of my blog warning readers to get a tissue before reading any further.
So for those of you who need a joke to come to when I make you cry . . . here goes:
Q: What's an Eskimo's favorite song?
A: Freeze a Jolly Good Fellow!
2 comments:
Girl, you are a hoot! I absolutely love to read your writings whether funny or sentimental. You are a treasured lady to our family. We love you!
Tina
Hehehehe... I just LOVE to make you throw up! Love it! It is almost as fun as making Mike Mann turn beet red or making Carey Dean guffaw! It is a calling of mine, for certain.
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