One of the submissions I received for my birthday guest blogger posts I thought would be better suited to mark a different special day.
There comes a time after you’ve known someone for a long time when you ask yourself, “Why do I know that person?” or sometimes even, “Why the heck do I like them?”
Well, in Tammy’s case, it’s simple: She’s one of the most REAL people I know.
Case and Point: There was a girl who met a guy and liked him a lot….
Sometime later comes this conversation:
“So, we are thinking about moving in together.”
“Cool! Are you excited?”
“Well, I like that idea, but I’m not sure yet.”
“Well, if he moves in, he’ll get to know me more intimately, and he’ll find out, I fart … a lot !”
What would you call a girl like that? I call her very real! Either that, or just very gassy….
Remember, gas gets worse as you get older, or so they tell me!
As soon as received this story from Kurt, after I caught my breath from laughing so hard, I read it to DH2U, which prompted this conversation:
“You didn’t tell me about that!”
“The conversation or the gas?”
“Would it have made a difference?”
“The gas part, maybe,” said with a smile one could never be mad at.
Thank you, Kurt, for the memory, and DH2U for either not noticing or lying about it!
When have you broken a person rule, and it turned out to be a wonderful decision? Or, do you think I’ll eventually learn not to give friends a writing prompt of, “ I’d like to have stories (and up to moderately embarrassing pictures) of me written by others”?