The Funny Scale

Everyone in my family is extremely competitive (this includes the kids and husband).  We don’t really have to win anything, we just need to win.  There is rarely a monetary value exchanged or goods traded during a bet.  We just want to win the bet.  If there is no actual bet, we have the need and urge to be right and be the best. 

So, one day, as I can only assume was a pretty slow day, everyone in the family was rated on a 1 – 10 scale on how funny they are.  This rating was a group effort (son, daughter, son-in-law, husband and me).  Now, we only did this to see who the funniest person in the family is, (keeping in line with our need to be the best).  I will say that some pretty funny stuff comes out of our families’ mouth (some socially acceptable, some not, but all usually pretty funny).  So based on the committee below are the rankings:

Son                      10.0         He is pretty funny and does come up with some hysterical stuff
Husband (Luv)   9.0           Pretty funny also but more funny if you are not married to him!
Son-in-law          9.0           You have to have a sense of humor to stay in this family
Daughter            8.5          She has a great sense of humor and usually laughs at almost everything including Luv’s stupid jokes
Me                         7.5          Yep, I am the least funny person in my family.  What the @#@$%%^

First, I gave birth to two of those people on the list; how they could rate their mother LAST, I have no idea.  I should get some points for not killing them while raising them.  I had to have a sense of humor just for that alone.

Second, my son-in-law tried to come to my rescue when I objected, but it was too little, too late.  But I appreciated the effort.

Third, my HUSBAND, really what was he thinking.  He was actually the leader of that little bandwagon.   You would think, just for self-preservation, he would not rate me LAST!  You can tell, not a big thinker at that moment.

So, here is my conclusion, on our Funny Scale. 
·         Where do my children think they got their ‘funny’ from?  I am sure Luv had something to do with their sense of humor, but I had to be there somewhere.
·         I didn’t even rank in the 8’s…..So based on our scale I am barely funny!
·         I am not a huge fan of the Funny Scale.

Here is the drawback to having a Funny Scale in your family.  If you attempt to say something humorous, you now get……’that is why he is a 10.  He is funny’ or when I try, I get……’Ah that is why you are a 7.5’.   Not appreciating the Funny Scale!

Fall is Here

Well, it is fall.  The trees are changing colors (as much as they can in Texas). 

 

 

This is just FUNNY!  I just love laughing at my dogs.  How pissed does he look!

 

 

Thanksgiving

Well another Thanksgiving come and gone.  This is one of my favorite holidays.  Why do you ask yourself.  I get to cook my heart out and eat, eat and eat, which is one of my favorite hobbies. 

So this year, my new recipes I tried was Graham Crackers.  Well, they turned out pretty good, if I don't say so myself.

Yep, that is homemade marshmallow also.

I also tried Popovers, which I learned is the American version of Yorkshire Pudding (which I have tried and failed miserably).  They were also good.  My Luv, now wants them for every Thanksgiving and our English part of the family, did think they were similar to Yorkshire Pudding.  I am not sure if he was just being nice (since I am his mother-in-law).

So after eating till we popped it was out to the park.  By the way, I, based on some weird age thing again, decided to do a cartwheel.  I did accomplish the task, (only 1) and pulled just about every muscle I have. 

Goose and Bear!

Luv........

 

 

 

Daddy.....

And Mom......

And this was fun.....