May 17, 2006
Why.
1. Why did my parents make me take ice skating lessons in Houston where the temperature rarely drops below 80?
2. Why, even at the age of 4 and a half, did I allow myself to be put into a bunny outfit?
3.Why was I so damned slow?
4. And why, when all the other kids had skated far far ahead of me, did I decide play to the crowd by turning and doing series of hops, eventually passing the other bunnies now headed in the opposite direction, causing the girl I liked, Kelly Jackson, to call me Fooey Bugs and wrinkle her nose at me for the rest of the summer?
05/17/06 11:47 AM
Anonymous said...
Good god, that's funny.
05/17/06 12:31 PM
Katie said...
Oh my. My oh my. When I write LOL it's because I really did. People in my office are staring. Dear dear dear.
05/18/06 04:26 PM
Grace Toy said...
Hilarious & too cute!, sounds like a David Sedaris story!
05/21/06 10:17 AM
Anonymous said...
Were you younger than everyone else, you are so small!
Jin Bak