That's funny.

So, yesterday, I had the opportunity to participate in a focus group at work, for an initiative to improve employee morale.  We started with an excercise where we had to tell 2 people in the room that we appreciated them for something.  We had to write it down, read it outloud and then hand the card to the person.

I got appreciated by  4 people in the room.  That makes me feel pretty popular.  I was appreciated for my customer focus, for my friendliness, and for my pepper jelly - but they all mentioned my sense of humor.  And that brings me to this.

I'm never going to be the serious one.  Ever.

Much like in school, I never got cast as the ingenue, the lead.  I'm a character actress.

So as much as I'd like to think I'm Nellie Forbush, I'm really Bloody Mary.

When I'm not busy chewing betel nuts, I am cracking jokes.

In fact, I had dinner with Jim and James last night and Jim brought his friend Mark.  Mark was really friendly, bright, cute and a pleasure to meet.  This morning, Jim texted me that Mark thinks I'm "funny as hell" and enjoyed getting to know me.

So, there's that.  I guess it's OK.  Because I know who I am, and what I bring to the table.

But you have to admit "I'm In Love With a Wonderful Guy" is a better song than "Happy Talk".  It's sad, but true.

Tonight I'm going to a party - bringing chess pies and a sense of humor.