Anyone who enjoys telling a story has probably sometime had someone who is listening inadvertently kill your story by, for example, guessing the punch line before you say it, asking a question about some small fact in the story or injecting some meaningless piece of information — all of which can totally kill the rhythm of the story you’re telling. It’s just one of those things that happens sometimes, but you really should try to at least not do it to yourself! And that’s exactly what I did yesterday.
I told a story here that I have used many times when the subject of weight comes up — that I am 6’4″ tall when I am really 5’6 1/2″. I then always quickly follow up that obvious lie by explaining that I’m expecting a late life growth spurt any minute that will make my weight perfect for my height.
But for some reason when I told the story yesterday, I put in my weight. Only later did I realize that I had inadvertently made the focus my weight, rather than the punch line I had intended. Ouch!
So, as I sometimes do, I have gone back and edited that post to place the emphasis where it belongs. And you’ll just have to go back to guessing how much I weigh.
Sigh. This blogging thing isn’t as easy as it looks.
Add Humor and Faith....mix well 
You’re too hard on yourself, Sandra. The joke came across perfectly as it was.. and just as fine as it is now.
And these days, I’d rather step on my own punchline than my scale. 😉
Amen to both of Hilary’s comments!
Hilary — You are the Queen of the Clever Quip, my friend. Thanks for always being a plus to whatever is being discussed. 🙂
Thank you, Linda. Have I mentioned lately how glad I am that you have started blogging? I really am. It gives us just one more thing in common to talk about — as if we would ever run out of conversation fodder! 🙂
And here I was admiring you for putting your weight in there! “What a woman,” I said! I won’t even admit my weight to myself; it’s safely hidden away in the doctors records and I’m in denial!
Deb
Ha! I still thought it was funny….
Debbie — I’m always delighted to have a new commenter and I think you look just like my niece Debbie, sister to my niece Julie who sometimes comments. Or, of course, you could be my other niece Deb who lives in Colorado. Or maybe neither.
Anyway, whoever you are, welcome and thanks for commenting AND being impressed with how brave I was to post my weight — even if I did chicken out a day later. Do I get at least a few bravery points for 24 hours? 🙂
Beth — Thank you. When I get into this second-guessing mode it’s at least nice to know I gave you a laugh! 🙂
I didn’t even notice that you’d stepped on your own line. (And I still think it was clever!)
Well, Carla, you read that post after I edited it. Originally I had stated my weight, and I decided that fact was distracting from the whole point of the story — the 6’4″ comment. So I went back and edited it.
Thank you for your “clever” comment — I’d really rather be perceived as clever than slim. 🙂