I am very passionate about…lots of things. So I asked Steve to tell me what he thinks I’m passionate about. He said, “gardening.”
“Wait, gardening? You think I’m passionate about gardening? Why would you say that?
“Uh…you won’t let me spray any chemicals within a 10-foot radius of your garden.”
“You won’t let anyone water it or pick anything from it.”
“That’s because I have to weigh everything I pick from it.”
“…You spend a lot of time with it.”
“Well…I don’t see why that necessarily makes me passionate about it.”
“You have four compost bins, one of which attracts fruit flies, and a worm farm. Practically the entire laundry room is a storehouse for your gardening supplies. And so is the shed.”
“Alright. Step off. What else am I passionate about?”
“The underdog…your faith. Family…laughter, those two are kind of a tie.”
“And you put gardening first?”
“I just call it like I see it.”
I don’t think I’d put gardening first on my list of things I’m passionate about. But maybe I’m not as self-aware as I like to think. I agree with family, faith, the underdog, and laughter/humor. I’m so passionate about humor right now that I’m reading tips on how to write jokes. I’m kind of embarrassed admitting that. I guess because it exposes something deep inside that I want to be: funny. And being passionate about being funny is just a teeny step lower than say, being passionate about the fight against sex-trafficking.
Plus, it kind of sets an expectation that my jokes will get better. And then I might fail and everybody will see me and know I was trying, but didn’t succeed.
So I made sure to set people’s expectations low…
I’ve been studying how to write jokes. So don’t say I didn’t warn you when my timeline starts looking like a train wreck.
— AnotherBottleofWhine (@KateWhineHall) April 21, 2013
One person responded, “I can’t wait for the funnies.” Umm…
I’ve written a few since reading some tips.
Somebody left their Chapstick in the cup holder of the gym treadmill the other day. So now I have Herpes.
— AnotherBottleofWhine (@KateWhineHall) April 25, 2013
What? That is the perfect joke! It’s got surprise. It’s got…Herpes. Apparently, I’m the only one that thinks it’s funny. Except T.A. at PenPaperPad and Lizzi at Considerings – Thanks for the retweet/likes, ladies!
Who am I fooling, I’m going to keep throwing them out there, potentially allowing everyone to watch me make a complete b-hole of myself.
This leads into another thing I’m passionate about: being authentic. Okay, maybe it didn’t lead into it, but I needed a segue. I try hard to be authentic in real life and on my blog. I struggled most of my life covering up who I was/am and hiding my imperfections under a wet blanket of shame. But now I’m trying to be okay with who I am. I lay a lot of embarrassing junk out on my blog because…well, because it’s just plain funny (which ties in nicely with the other thing I’m passionate about). And I want others to see that it’s good to be okay with who we are, the good stuff and the sucky stuff.
So I’ve made my passions into the goal for my blog, to write authentically and funny. That’s my goal for now anyway, until I start writing full-time about gardening.
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