I AM A DORK

I have been informed on more than one occasion that I really am not as funny as I think I am. Most recently by Miss Stephanie. I have to say, I am quite witty. Yes, quite. I think I am the funniest thing since America's Funniest Home Videos, although it just occurred to me that some of the videos aren't really that funny. I have learned though that some of my self professed funniness comes from my quick wit and even worse sarcasm. There are things one can hear and have a funny reply for but at what cost? Can it be hurtful to another in the room or will it give those that hear you reply a tainted view of who you really are? What about any children present? What do your idle words teach them about appropriateness and yes, thoughtfulness? These are all serious thing to consider, all of which I am trying to become more aware of. I have come to realize that I do in fact have a sharp tongue at times, all under the clever rouse of humor. Although, admittedly, a lot of what I can say can be funny, I have to temper it with gentleness. I have a tendency to pop off at the mouth and regret it later. Then, on the flip side, not only do I feel kinda lame if my "jokes" are a little too harsh, but what if they fall flat? You know, like when you make a funny and your the ONLY one who thinks it's funny. Yeah, that's me too. Guess I think I'm too smart for my own good sometimes. And if I manage to make a funny, I laugh, out loud. According to Miss Stephanie (and others, sorry for picking on you) my laughing at my own jokes is what makes others laugh too. Of course there is always the most unintentional part of my humor, my very great and vast, clumsiness. I posses the fine art of hitting my head on the top of the refrigerator while retrieving a gallon of milk, or perhaps the time I hit my head on the frame of the car while trying to get in, and the time I got my hand stuck in the handle of the refrigerator while sticking a dish towel there and walking past at the same time. How about how I can never seem to make it through a meal without dropping something down the front of me. I wish I could say I was embarrassed but alas I am not. I find it all to be the utmost entertainment. A dork? Yes. Me? FOREVER! And here I thought I was just exceptionally cute. (side note: I don't say I'm cute, I've been told I'm cute) And popular belief leads me to appreciate it really is just part of my charm. I do have to do a small amount of finger pointing here, I come by my sarcastic humor honest, my Dad is a brilliant quick wit as well as my brother and several others in my family. Just as the corny side of my humor comes from my mother. The cutest woman to ever live and make herself crack up. In conclusion, my new favorite phrase that sometimes keeps me out of trouble: This is me, keeping my clever comments to myself....