I'm beginning to think that my world will spin every time a storm moves in. I went to my mom's, got pumped full of drugs and sympathy, and have high hopes that any minute now the world will put me back on solid ground.
One year at girls camp we sat around the fire telling our favorite jokes. (We didn't get the posh girs camp experience. We roughed it...every single year...just us and the bears. Really, there were bears.)
I heard a joke that had me laughing for hours...days...even years. It's my favorite joke ever and whenever I tell it to someone I still laugh...and laugh. (I may be the only one who ever laughs at this joke...but hey, that's enough for me.)
Here you go...my favorite joke...
Ask me if I'm a red fire engine.
(Go ahead and ask, "Are you a red fire engine?")
Did you ask?
My response is this:
Isn't it great?
Happy Friday friends.