I am Trying to Think if I Have any Funny Stories

I don't know that I do off hand. I used to tell stories all the time. Some people question how much grounding they had in truth. Sure, sometimes I exaggerate but that is what makes a good story, isn't it? It isn't that my life is any less funny. I am sure that it is, I just don't always see the humor in it. I think that is the "grown up" Ann. I was just saying today to a friend that if the 21 year old Ann met the 33 year old Ann, the 21 year old Ann just might call the 33 year old Ann "old" and ask a few questions... questions like:

• What in the choose an expletive happened to you?
• Who makes you wear those clothes?
• That's your car?
• Golf? That's for old people who wear dork clothes, right?
• A six pack of beer lasts how long at your house?

Well that might be what it would be like, if I could be like Cher and turn back time. But alas, I am not Cher. I am Ann. My only super power now is being able keep my check book in some sort of order.