First time comedy act

This is my first attempt at getting an audience of people to laugh with me, not at me. So here it goes!

A little bit about me…

I grew up in southern Oregon and just recently moved to the Willamette valley. I’m an only child. I know some of you are thinking “well, that explains things.” If you are an only child you’ve probably heard of the “only child syndrome” because more than likely someone has accused you of having it. The inability to share, the need for instant gratification, and complete disregard for other people’s feelings. We all know people like that, am I right?? Fortunately for me, I didn’t contract the debilitating only child syndrome because I had animals who became like my “siblings.” I would talk to my dogs and cats for hours. I know, this is getting weird right?! I would even put one of my cat’s in a stroller and wheel him around everywhere like he was my baby brother! Maybe that’s one of the side effects of not having siblings. You talk to your animals as if they were humans for entertainment. No wonder I’m single…

Growing up as an only child can have it’s downsides. You can never blame anything on your brother or sister. You can’t just be like: “Mom, it’s not my fault! Becky ate all the cookie dough!” And have her believe you. But on the bright side, I was always the “favorite child.” My parent’s knew they produced perfection so there was no need for siblings (insert laughs here).

Getting hand-me-down clothes and sharing a room, was something I only read about. After years of attending my parent’s work functions and softball games, I got pretty good at self-entertainment. If anyone needs a date that doesn’t say much and entertains herself, I might know someone…

#onlychildprobs