So here I am. Going about my day. Cleaning. Laundry. Taking part in the stuff of life when I think to myself "I'll check in on my sister-in-law, Tiffany, and see what her blog has to say." What it says, I'll tell you, is nothing less than blasphemy of the highest order. She had the gall to say that my other sister-in-law, Jen, who has many fabulous talents in her own right, may be the funniest person in the family. You can imagine my shock and horror!
Now, I dont take pride in many things. I wouldn't consider myself a prideful person. But when it comes to being funny, I ROCK. I could emit a giggle from one of those stuffy chaps in uniform guarding the Queen's castle if given the chance, that's how good I am.
I mean, I play along with the family. I pretend that my brother-in-law Matt is a funny fellow and even give props to my husband when he makes a clever quip. But it's only because I'm such a nice girl that I do that. Deep down, we all know where true humor lives.
I'll give her a chance to take it back and rightfully put me back in my place as the funniest one in the family. It's a title I hold dearly and I wont be mocked. Until then, she's dead to me.