I have this running joke between my husband, my best friend, and myself. I like to think of it as “the importance filter.” It all came about when my husband told me he was in charge at work. Not like he’s running the whole Army or anything, but he was in charge of something that implied some pretty solid responsibilities. As he just casually shared this information mid-conversation, I stopped him and said, “I didn’t know you were in charge. That’s huge!”

“Yes, Wife, I’m kind of important.”

To which I replied, “Well, you could have told me! I tell you stuff all the time, little stuff, big stuff, important or not.”

And there began my realization that I often don’t have an “importance filter.” I love creating mini-stories—about things that shouldn’t even be stories. Little anecdotes that leave you thinking—“What’s your point?” These stories are often not important at all, but they are quite humorous.