Picture this.
You're a mom sitting in a messy room. You're on the computer. You're in your bunny slippers, or more often than not, barefoot. You're doing your work and analyzing local politics when you take a break.
And next thing you know, you're in an AP article and you're being called by radio stations.
Is that surreal or WHAT?
Suddenly, my life is bizarre.
Now my life has been bizarre before, but not quite in this way.
This time, I'm involved in some political warfare that has growth spurted to ridiculous proportions.
The funnier part?
I'm not even a politician!
I'm just some mom sitting here....well, I already said that.
You see, things like this just don't happen to people like me.
People like me have to deal with normal things--you know, like getting the kids out of the house on time for school, juggling doctors' appointments, helping the kids with homework, complaining about the messy house and the growing piles of dirty shirts and unpaired socks.
People like me cook dinner most of the time and feed our husbands experimental dishes. Or we tell out husbands, "It's a fend-for-yourself night."
People like me ask our husbands how their day went, make bad jokes and get hit with kitchen towels (which also need a wash, I might add).
People like me talk to our friends on the phone about stupid things like GPS's that don't work. People like me love to scrapbook but don't have much time to do it.
You get the picture. (Hee hee! I couldn't help it.)
So you can see why I think this whole thing is pretty much surreal.
I said to my husband yesterday, "But I'm just an ordinary citizen!"
"No you're not," he said.
"Ordinary citizens are like sheep.
You have hoof-in-mouth disease."
You have to understand my husband's sense of humor. It's like his mother's and it's hilarious.
So this morning, he mentions how out of proportion this thing has grown.
He said there will be a headline out soon: "Katherine Gotthardt's opinion on immigration brings down Wall Street."
I love it when he starts the day like this. He's not a morning person, but for some reason, some of his best one-liners come out when he is half asleep, getting ready to battle traffic (which, incidentally, should be addressed FAR more than I need to be).
So maybe I'm not so ordinary in some ways, but most people have their un-ordinary traits. You might not see them on a blog, but that doesn't mean they aren't unique and DESERVE to be in the papers.
For example, this lady I was talking to yesterday knows something like seven languages ranging from Russian to Hindi to French.
Now THAT is worth talking about.
I'm on a roll like the tongue this morning.
That's why I love Highlights jokes. They always have lots of puns to amuse me.
How do you get a tissue to dance?
Put a little boogie in it!
Why did the piano break into his house?
He lost his KEYS!
On that note, (HA!) I have to get in the shower.
I hope the kids left me some hot water.
