Shelby here. I’m sad this is my last post on the Light of Truth blog.
Maybe I can convince Lynn to let me do the Saturday post too?? It’s supposed to be part II of her dad’s 3,100 mile bike ride…so we’ll see.
If not, maybe I’ll be back someday to host…
But, back to Friday Funnies.
So, Lynn tells me it’s all about funny stories on Fridays. Sounds cool, I like laughing. Heck, in Light of Truth, Lynn even talks about a time where I fell off my couch while I was sleeping.
Poor Gabe. He was hangin’ out at my house in the kitchen (you’ll have to read the book to get more details….), and I guess he toally freaked when he heard the thud. He thought someone came in and snatched me away or something.
I mean, how embarrassing is that? We’d only known each other for, like, a couple days.
But that’s not my funny story.
When I was six, and no, this isn’t in the book, I was in a wedding. The cute little ringer bearer-type. Pink dress, all the frills.
Yeah, that was before the whole, “I hate God and the world” attitude shift and black clothes after my dad died.
Anyway, back to the story.
I don’t remember it much because I was so little. Mom used to tell the story all the time, though, and had to whip out the pictures once in a while.
Evidently, I was doing the little-girl-potty-dance, so mom took me to the bathroom.
Yep, you guessed it.
My little dress was tucked in the back of my white tights as I started walking down the aisle.
Jeez, can we say, “embarrassing.” And of course, they had to get it on film.
Parents and their cameras….
So, don’t let me be the only one sharing today. Tell me a funny story…