Monday, November 21, 2011

I Love to Laugh!!


     When I was younger, I was quiet, somewhat shy, and very serious.  I didn’t reveal my true personality to many people.  I bottled myself up inside.  Then I went through a season of tears which made me even more introverted.   


      As I got older something changed.  I snapped.  All of a sudden, not only was I a lot more outgoing, but the giggles that had been suppressed for so long seemed to explode from my person.  I discovered a very revealing truth.  I would rather laugh than cry.  For starters, laughing is a hell of a lot more fun, and second…too much boo flipping hooing is not only depressing but it tends to give you a snot nose for the rest of the day.  Who wants that??  After a while, I decided I didn’t.  I no longer wanted to sweat the small stuff.  I am having an uphill battle trying to instill that into my kids.  Don’t sweat the small stuff. Only get worked up over the big stuff.  I mean really, did anyone die??  I found out first hand when my parents died that of all moments in life…that was a good moment to cry your eyes out.  


        The older I get, the funnier I get. People say I am funny even when I am not trying to be funny.  I tend to get the giggles.  I laugh my happy  a$$ off over things that leave other people scratching their heads and wondering.  Well hells bells, isn’t that a lot more fun??  Laugh and the world laughs with you.  They can’t help it, because laughter is contagious.  Cry, bitch, and moan, and you are on your own.  Sad but true.  Of course, there may be those chosen few that will be your shoulder to cry on and your punching bag, but after a while…they will avoid you.  They will get sick of it and be down the road so fast it will make your head swim.




      I choose to laugh, and have become pretty good at finding the humor in just about everything.   I pride myself in being loonier than a toon and one sandwich short of a picnic.  Granted, I do have some semblance of a social feeler.  I can sense who would handle one of my outlandish comments, and who would be wondering why.  It is a gift.  Still sometimes I just don’t give a flying fig and tell it like it is.  In the wake of shock that follows one of my outbursts, I explain it off to the fact that I am pre-menopausal.  Then I get a case of the giggles that is infectious.  If you get me on the phone, well then the social feelers go right out the window and I am at my most outrageous. G0d help the bill collectors and telemarketers that dare to call my house!  Most of them walk away winning a free bushel of horse $hit. Yes, I do pass out those to random people who have the audacity to call me on the phone.


       Anymore, I laugh at just about anything.  If someone startles me, I laugh.  If I see something that strikes me funny, I laugh.  Laughing is good for what ails you!  My dad always used to get really pious and say “Quakers meeting has begun, no more laughing, no more fun, no more chewing gum” and instead of catching the pious bug and acting all straight laced and  uptight like I was supposed to, I would bust a gut.  I simply couldn’t help myself.  It isn’t just what people say, it is the way they say it, or the expression on their face that gets me.  I have also discovered mooning people tends to break up the seriousness of the situation.  Use with extreme caution!!  I only pull that at home, and discriminate who gets that pleasure.  Some folks just wouldn't understand...and most can't handle a little a$$.  After seeing some kids show their shiny moon out of a school bus window, I have been inspired ever since. Laughed so hard I almost wrecked my car that time. 


       I believe I inherited this trait of hilarity from my Dad. That man was hilarious!!  He would come off with the craziest things.  For example, after he had a stroke he was in the hospital and the nurse came into his room and told him she would be taking him for his bath.  My dad gazed up at her with a half smile and read her name tag which said Eileen.  He said to her “Is that your name?”  She smile and replied “Why yes! It is!”  My dad says “If I lean over will you kiss my a$$?”  There was a space of about 5 seconds of silence when she and I looked at him in shocked disbelief.  My jaw dropped, and I just lost it.  I couldn’t help myself, and the laughter was contagious. The nurse claimed no one had ever said anything like that to her before.  I laughed so hard I almost choked on myself and peed my pants!  


     Anyways you get the picture.  Laughter is as uncontrollable to me as breathing. I just got to!  Like Uncle Albert in the classic Disney movie “Mary Poppins”,  I love to laugh and if a person could really float to the ceiling from to much laughter, I would spend the better share of my life laughing myself silly on the ceiling.  We should all be so happy. Try laughing, it is good for what ails you!   Until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.

19 comments:

  1. Kathy, I am pretty sure that's why nothing is ailing me! :)

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  2. Jo, thanks for stopping in to read and comment!! Laughter is great for the soul and for overall good health! So pleased you enjoyed. :D

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  3. Great post, Kathy! We all need to be able to laugh. I have a friend who said she was always really shy as a kid, but now she is non stop laughter. :-)

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  4. what a fun post...I will have to stop back in when I need a pick-me-up!

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  5. I laugh a lot, too. Life is a kick and I intend to enjoy every delicious bit of it that I can. :O)

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  6. Theresa, it must be something about us shy kids! When we grow up we have the tendency to cut loose! Thanks for stopping by to read and comment!!

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  7. Sylvie, thanks for stopping in to read and to comment!! I am so pleased you enjoyed it!!

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  8. Word Nerd, you and I will have to get together sometime and have a giggly fit, we would have so much fun!! Thanks for stopping by to read and to comment!!

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  9. fun post. i am a new follower. come on by my site and follow my adventures of living life in a different state than my husband...

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  10. You're my hero. I gravitate toward laughter.

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  11. Oh, every day's a party around you -- love it! What more can I say? Laughter is so good, dear lady.

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  12. HAHA! This was great, I found myself laughing reading it! Great post :)

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  13. I was also a shy, quiet and very boring kid and grew up to be quite gregarious and giggly. Thumbs up for Laughing.

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  14. Jo, I have ailments but they are a lot easier to deal with with a smile on my face and joy in my heart. Thanks for stopping by to read and for you kind comments!

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  15. Danneromero, thank you so much for stopping by, reading, and letting me know how much you enjoyed it. You made my day!

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  16. Gene Pool Diva, wow. I have never been a hero before. Thank you for reading. I am so pleased you enjoyed it!

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  17. Betty, oh how nice it would be if everyday was one big party! Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind comments!

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  18. MB, there is NP greater comment than being told my post made someone laugh! Thank you for stopping by to read and comment.

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  19. Suzy, yay. You can join me in a good old fashion giggle fest! Thanks for stopping by to read and comment!

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