With apologies to SJ, who has heard this story a dozen times since it happened (but wouldn't you tell it a lot too?)
I was helping out at my church on Friday night when I had the chance to meet the father of one of the members in the youth group I lead. Upon meeting me, he started to talk about how great it is that someone so young is leading the group and how the kids can relate to me a lot better than they can relate to someone older, etc. Then he stopped and asked my age. When I told him I'm 33, he got a shocked look on his face and said, "I thought you were 22!"
A few minutes later, he didn't seem to be paying attention to what I was saying and said, "I'm sorry. I can't get over the fact that you're 33." Yeah, that pretty much made my year right there.
It's hard to imagine two friends who are less alike. While we live in the same town and are married to guys who grew up together, one of us has a daughter while the other has a son. One of us works full-time while the other stays home and dabbles in a bunch of part-time gigs. One of has lots of adventures but not enough time to blog about them, while the other leads a more boring life and has plenty of time to write about it. One thing we do have in common is our sense of humor... and the knowledge that we're funny. Very funny. See if you agree...
We also have some pretty funny readers. Leave your comments (funny or otherwise), especially if it includes references to how fast we look like we've lost the baby weight.