Sometimes I’m asked why I’m so goofy (whimsical is how one friend put it). I can say for certain that it’s genetic. Flexible? Not so much.

(Okay, my mom cheated here … those are her cousin Deanna’s legs.)

That means I easily get cracked up over the weirdest things, like the idea of a squirrel restroom.

And yeah, I apparently have a death wish.