This is the kind of prompt that makes me want to hide under the covers for a week. Fun stories? About me? I mean. Like what? I don’t have a fascinating job or a bunch of travel tales. I don’t have any special skills. So this is not an easy one for me. Let’s see if I can think of any.
- When I was a kid I’d get bored just listening to books being read to me, so I’d get a second book and “read” one to myself while being read to. I don’t know how much I actually took in from the book I held or if it was just that I wanted to be doing something, but this is a favourite parental story.
- I am basically an overgrown kid. I think this is why I get along so well with my own kid – I still laugh my butt off at fart jokes and love making faces to get my kid to laugh and randomly turning up music to dance around the kitchen in the middle of baking. I mean hey, life’s short, right? Might as well enjoy it!
- I used to love to travel. Some of my best memories are just me, wandering around a city I don’t know, finding cool stores and meeting random people and, occasionally, getting bored and getting something pierced. I loved the feeling of soaking in a new place and just melting into it, no chance of seeing anyone I knew, with nowhere I had to be.
Okay, so not exactly fun. More random. But it’s what I’ve got! Your turn – hit me with something funny about yourself. Show me how it’s done!
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I love getting to know you better. Thanks. I didn’t participate in the prompt this week…too self-absorbed in some project related to book club since the meeting was at my house that afternoon.
Let’s see. Three weird facts about me…
1. I have two sisters and a brother. I’m the second in line. When I was a kid I had it figured out that I was the unspecial one of the bunch — my oldest sister was first, my brother was the only boy, and my youngest sister was the baby. When I told my theory to my mother she sang me the worm song. “Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, guess I’ll go eat worms.” I guess I was right, confirmation I was unspecial. (Kind of sad story, huh?)
2. A few days ago my youngest daughter and I made brown sugar cookies. They were so delicious I said to her that when I die I want these cookies served at my funeral reception. She laughed and said, “I thought I’d make Miserable Cookies for that.” We both agreed I had to have both. Miserable cookies are what my family calls chocolate/peanut butter no-bake cookies. We call them that because they are a good food to eat when one feels miserable OR you eat so many you feel miserable. (Ha!)
3. This time of year, I like to eat tomato sandwiches. Pick red, ripe tomatoes straight from the vine, slice, slap onto a piece of bred (maybe a little bit of cheese). Ta-da.
Thank you for sharing! Aw, to the worm song! That seems a little sad, but maybe she just didn’t want to admit you’re her favourite? 😉 I love the miserable cookies explanation. That’s fantastic! And yes, tomato sandwiches… yum! We have some lovely neighbours who have spoiled us with fresh tomatoes and they are so delicious! Especially appreciated as all of mine so far either aren’t ripening or have blossom end rot! Yikes!
I mean, fun facts don’t necessarily have to be stories! I’m with you, I spent my later grade-school years reading in class, always listening just enough to follow along. And yes, my inner twelve-year-old still nurtures a profound appreciation for fart jokes.
You just described my entire public school education. Mostly daydreaming or trying to get away with doing something else under my desk. Usually with disturbing amounts of success. Luckily I was able to take in just enough to later figure it out at home over the homework, which worked fine… until it didn’t. University was a revelation in that I was able to choose classes I actually was interested in, and suddenly it was like a switch flipped and I was finally able to tune in! Yes, fart jokes will never get old. Even as I do. I’m grateful my kid reminded me of that fact!
Nice things to know about you. Nice to know you’re a great dad.
Haha thanks… except I’m a Mum! But I’ll take that as a compliment, as I do tend to feel somewhat less than ladylike! 😉
Nothing wrong with still being able to find farts funny. I imagine many of us will never outgrow that. I love trying to make my nephew laugh, though usually, it’s not fart related (although I’m not opposed). Instead, I start speaking in a different accent while pretending it’s the accent I’ve always had, asking him what on earth he means when he asks why I’m speaking like a BBC news reader. “Whatever do you mean, dear fellow? I’ve always spoken this way. Perhaps it is your ears that are malfunctioning?” Kids are easily entertained… thankfully.
Oh that is SUCH a good one! You gave me a good giggle just imagining it while reading. Apparently I’m easily entertained as well!
I don’t think bodily emissions jokes EVER get old for guys.
True. Or for some of us gals either!