humor
You know who should play you in the movie of your life? I do.
I possess a particular talent, a bona fide ability really, of identifying a person’s celebrity doppelganger. Every person has a celebrity twin out there somewhere. You know, someone who could “play you” in the movie of your life. I just have the knack of pointing it out.
However, I have learned (kinda the hard way) that most people don’t want to know about it. The non-famous twin is rarely flattered when I share who his or her famous look-alike is.
Wait, when did I get old?
Those two black spots are the cave. But it was higher up than it looks! I promise.
I was fine until I wasn’t. Even a day later I can’t tell you for sure what was my undoing. It could have been the darkness. Or it could have been the tight spaces. Or a combination of the tight spaces and the darkness. Whatever it was, it messed with my reason and made me a little crazy. I had to get out of the cave. I needed sunlight right then.
Let me back up and explain how I found myself in a cave on a beautiful spring morning.
I currently serve as a Young Women leader in church. My primary responsibility is to work with the 12-18 year old girls and invite them to come unto Christ. This is done through a variety of activities, a whole lot of love, and consistent prayer.
ck’s philosophy
A Guy I call Handsome Rob
Years ago, as if in a long, long time ago, I used to watch a syndicated television show called “Snowy River: The McGregor Saga.” The show was on whatever ABC Family used to be. I think the name was Fox Family – but don’t quote me on that. Sorry, but the many names the Family channel has undergone is not something I kept in my brain’s memory files.
Meet my neighbor, the super villain
“Hummmmmmm,” it’s unavoidable to miss.
It started several weeks ago. Some kind of low toned, powerful machine droning that disturbed the stillness of my quiet neighborhood. Whatever it is, it’s not loud. Just low and consistent. If I had to describe it (which I do since I’m trying to write about it) I’d call it an eerie hum. If I’m outside when it happens, it gives me a dull headache. However, that could be more from the worry about a possible alien craft hovering above my head in stealth mode. There’s no point complaining about the noise to anyone because it’s not exactly loud. More felt than anything.
The Voicemail
My phone rang today. I looked at the number. The number was in-state but out of town. Do I know anybody there? I thought to myself.
Nope, I answered.
I let it go to voicemail.
As soon as my phone beeped I listened to the message.
“Honey,” the male voice said, “I’m returning your phone call but, um, I guess you’re not answering. If it’s real important call back and I’ll try and call you back, ok? Love you, bye.”
Hmm, I thought, that message is odd on so many levels.
I know my memory is playing tricks on me but I think I would have remembered a few important key factors.
One, do I have a honey?
Two, was I trying to get a hold of said honey?
Three, is there something urgent I need to share?
To the best of my knowledge (granted, sometimes I’m the last to know) I could answer NO to each question.
I played the message for my officemate. She giggled. “If he’s returning a phone call, how did he get the wrong one?”
I shrugged my shoulders. We couldn’t even hypothesize to give him the benefit of the doubt. It made no sense.
My bleeding heart got the best of me. I didn’t want to leave him hanging thinking he left a message for honey. I text him back. My officemate couldn’t believe what I wrote. She imagined his face became very red. I did not receive an answer.
What would you have done?
My equivalent of a slide show party. Sorry.
We’ve all probably seen those people who bore others to death with vacation pictures. Most of it is done via Facebook and other social sites nowadays. This makes it convenient to slap a like on a couple of pictures and avoid actually having to look at each picture and hear each “funny” story that goes with it. If you ask me, it’s a win-win.
I’m grateful I’m so greatful
My sincerest apology
I gone and done it –
I done something dumb.
Trying to get fit –
I’m now hurting more than some.
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