the most fun i’ve ever had…
when i was growing up my dad would always ask, “is this the most fun you’ve ever had?” of course it was usually when i was actually having the least fun i’d ever had, like riding in the car for three hours, waiting for my turn at the dentist, or being rescued out of a river that he made me ride my bike into.
i think this is how i developed that sarcastic muscle that is so very strong now. back then i’d always just nod and say, ”yeah dad this is literally the most fun i’ve ever had.” usually followed by something like, “i just love scientology. it’s the bees knees.”
tonight though, in one of my cooking classes that my husband so sweetly gave me for my birthday this year, i did actually have “the most fun i’d ever had.” and i’ll let you in on a little secret. it’s nice to not be sarcastic.
