It's funny how some things turn from mortifyingly awful to screamingly funny given enough time. I've found this to be especially true with embarassing stories. Maybe this isn't the case if they're really awful like being caught in a compromising position with a chicken or pooping in your pants past a certain age. Thankfully I've never done anything nearly this gross so my humiliations are minor considering.. Some of my silly stories follow in the hope that you will share some of yours. I'll remove all details that could identifying you in case the wounds are still fresh.

Story 1: This happened several years ago. It was a long weekend and we were planning to go on a trip. I needed to get some stuff done at work before we left. I went home to eat some dinner and then headed back to work around 10:30. No one was there so I decided it would be ok to blast some death metal while doing my work. A song I really like started playing and I busted out the air guitar. Suddenly, the door opened, and in walked... my boss... I sheepishly dropped the air guitar routine, turned off the metal, and tried to finish up as quickly as I could. Thankfully, my former boss and I had a good relationship so there weren't any adverse consequences.

Story 2: This happened when I was in ninth grade. I was often bored in class and did all kinds of things to entertain myself. I was in biology class, which was taught by the world's most boring woman and thought it would be really funny to invent this other life for her. I enlisted the help of the girl who sat next to me and off we went. I don't remember what we came up with, but I remember that it got exponentially funnier. Our teacher remained unaware of what we were doing until we simultaneously burst out into hysterical laughter. She then came over to us and asked what we were doing. We tried to deny that anything was going on and then.. disaster struck! She saw that I had a note and asked to see it.

I have to briefly interrupt this story to mention something that's important to get the full cringe effect. I grew up in a strict household and would have gotten in lots of trouble for this if my parents found out. I tried to stall her, being fully aware of my imminent doom. She repeated her request. I was sweating bullets and heard the emperor's theme from Starwars in my head. I tried stalling her again, but all that came out of my mouth was a squeaky "No. No M'am". At this point, the entire class burst out laughing. She repeated the request. I began to hope that a hole would open up in the floor or Mothra would swoop in and grab her, but again, all that came out of my mouth was the same squeaky "No M'am. Please M'am". The class began laughing uncontrollably and thankfully, she knew when enough was enough. She tried to go back to teaching the class while I slunk out of the room with the note safely under my shirt. I retreated to the bathroom and ripped it up in hundreds of tiny pieces. I couldn't live this one down for the rest of my sentance in high school, but it's hilarious now.

What are your stories...?

Why am I doing this?

I remember thinking to myself when blogs first came out (I'm dating myself here) that they were a silly thing to do. I've said worse things about botox, twitter, "retro" 80s fashion, and cable, but I don't plan on jumping on those bandwagons anytime soon. What changed my mind about blogs and blogging are all the interesting or silly things that have come into the world as a result of this trend.

I've decided to make my own blog because I'm at this wierd point in my life where it seems like everything is changing. The things that are changing in my life aren't that interesting to anyone outside people that are close to me and we'll save them until we know each other a little better. However, everyone has life-changing events and/or things that rattle their cages. I'm mostly going to stick to those themes, but there will probably be the occasional political rant, recipe, book review, etc.

I guess this is my welcome to the wonderful world of blogging and let's hope some shoulder pads and a mullet aren't next on my list.