All right people, I am shocked that I haven’t
been inundated with stories. I thought for sure I would have to hire 3 book
editors to sort through them all! Hmm…maybe
I’m not that funny... maybe I’m not that nice…maybe nobody likes me. All
kidding aside, I will enjoy any and all threads of the great memories we have
shared together. Don’t feel pressure to be ‘funny’. If it makes you smile or
chuckle, send it in!
I am going to get things started by sharing a
selection of tales that are quintessentially 'me.'
Story #1: 38 years ago, I was trying to get my
future husband to notice me, but he wouldn’t get his head out of his car. This
blew my mind. Fast forward, I eventually
got Keith to be aware of my presence and ask me out on a date. One night, we
were driving around drinking beer and I realized I was going to 'hoolio.' Regrettably, he couldn’t stop the car fast
enough. I left an indelible impression on the interior, especially the doors that
were lined with shaggy, fake fur. Eventually, I made it up to him by having
that car restored. The doors are now lined with leather (not that I require an
easily cleanable fabric these days).
Now it’s your turn…don’t make me beg
- funnypeggystories@gmail.com
- peggystudz@gmail.com
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