I love self-deprecating humor, and as a result, I am really good at giving myself backhanded compliments. Here is a list of my favorites: I’m not ugly. I’m smarter than most 5th graders. I have a respectable memory. I write goodly. I’m talented at pissing people off. When compared to people who don’t know how …
Sight and readiness
How about a light-hearted post today? My family has the worst eyesight known to man. I’m pretty sure all four of my grandparents wore glasses, and both my parents wear them. My dad’s eyesight was so bad, he had to wear hard contacts. Then he got cataracts, had surgery, and now he doesn’t need contacts. …
The dryer legend
When I was eight, my family was living in a rent house, waiting for our house in Catoosa, Oklahoma to be built. The following story is now a legend in our family; nobody is exactly sure how it came about, but it’s funny in retrospect, mostly because I didn’t die. I somehow averted tragedy that …
My feet
*Gag* Y’all. I have the ugliest feet known to man. I know, I know; everyone thinks their feet are ugly, but I promise you mine are worse. For starters, my toes are deformed. Not kidding. My pediatrician called them hammer toes. So, instead of being straight, they are curled all the time. Maybe they do …
Why you should(n’t) put a basketball under your shirt
It’s been a while since I’ve written for my blog. I’ve been busy with other things, and a bit lazy in my reading and writing habits. I recently started coaching a sixth-grade girls basketball team. I often have interesting conversations with these little eleven and twelve-year-old humans. The other night at practice, I put a …
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Boundaries or the lack thereof: An online dating story
After six months of worthless dates on match.com, I decided to try tinder. I know, I know, it has the reputation as a hookup site, but I wanted to try it anyway. I have heard stories about people who end up having long-term relationships with people they met on tinder. The good thing about tinder …
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Harper’s misadventure
Last Monday, I woke up around 4:30 without my alarm. This used to be the norm, but lately, it’s become rare. It was definitely early enough to go on a run with Harper (we have to drive to the running trail). I got dressed, and we were off. I realized I needed gas, which is …
Between Two Poles 