My sister-in-law had asked the members of the wedding party for some information including a funny or sentimental story about the bride/groom. My maid of honor recently emailed me asking me if I could think of something funny or sentimental.

Since she seems to have forgotten the four years we dormed together, (maybe living with me for that long forced her to repress those memories) I wanted to say, "What? You don't remember me pulling you from that fire and then going back in to save your rabbit?" I ended up reminding her of some amusing dorm antics, but I couldn't think of anything sentimental (that actually happened).

For me, in the extreme sense, sentimental means Hallmark moments and I'm kind of glad that I've lived my life in a non-greeting card manner. I've had a healthy share of both misery and warm fuzzies. Supposedly the misery should make me more appreciative of the happy, but I think it works in reverse too.

Too bad sister-in-law didn't ask for a wallowing in self-pity story, I've got lots of those.