One of my sister-in-laws told me last year that in every picture she takes of me and my three brothers has me with open mouth, head back, hand on chest in full laughter. I don't think that's a bad thing. My brothers have the ability to make me laugh anytime, anywhere, usually with just a word or two.
My brothers are my best friends and I love them dearly. God gave me an awesome family and I am so blessed to be a part of it.
One of my daughters loves laughter so much she had the Chinese symbol for laughter tattooed on the back of her right shoulder. I am not a big fan of tattoos but I like her desire to put her love of laughter on parade, so to speak.
My husband of almost 35 years has the super power of being able to make me laugh. I think we are both witty and we bring it out in each other. I love to see him in full laughter mode; he scrunches up his face, his eyes closed, and the laughter comes from deep within him. God blessed me with him too.
Cooper, our furbaby, makes me laugh a lot. He tries to act dumb, but he is really smart. He plans ahead. Our home is a raised ranch and when you enter you go up seven stairs to the main level of the house. I have a tether just outside the front door to keep him from running next door to visit their dog, and he barks to let me know he needs to go outside. He takes one of his stuffed toys down the stairs and leaves it on the floor. When he comes in, he runs upstairs and turns, waiting for me to throw his toy up to him so he can catch it. Then he becomes fast dog and races through the house, skidding on every rug so they end up in a corner. Just watching his antics makes me laugh, even though he does it every single night.
I love comedy but too many comedians think they have to be foul-mouthed to be funny but I don't find that kind of comedy funny. They use the shock value to keep people engaged, but give me sitting around a table with my hubby, my brothers and a couple of cousins and I can guarantee I will be having a laughter-induced asthma attack in less than an hour. Yeah, there will be some expletives but they aren't used for gaining more laughter.
Laughter is a great thing. A good belly laugh is healthy; everyone should try to find one every day. I hope one of my sister-in-law's photos of me is displayed at my funeral (which isn't going to happen in the foreseeable future), which will be a time of celebration and more like a Irish wake than a sad funeral. At Art Linkletter once said: "Laughter is the best medicine".
How right he was.
My brothers are my best friends and I love them dearly. God gave me an awesome family and I am so blessed to be a part of it.
One of my daughters loves laughter so much she had the Chinese symbol for laughter tattooed on the back of her right shoulder. I am not a big fan of tattoos but I like her desire to put her love of laughter on parade, so to speak.
My husband of almost 35 years has the super power of being able to make me laugh. I think we are both witty and we bring it out in each other. I love to see him in full laughter mode; he scrunches up his face, his eyes closed, and the laughter comes from deep within him. God blessed me with him too.
Cooper, our furbaby, makes me laugh a lot. He tries to act dumb, but he is really smart. He plans ahead. Our home is a raised ranch and when you enter you go up seven stairs to the main level of the house. I have a tether just outside the front door to keep him from running next door to visit their dog, and he barks to let me know he needs to go outside. He takes one of his stuffed toys down the stairs and leaves it on the floor. When he comes in, he runs upstairs and turns, waiting for me to throw his toy up to him so he can catch it. Then he becomes fast dog and races through the house, skidding on every rug so they end up in a corner. Just watching his antics makes me laugh, even though he does it every single night.
I love comedy but too many comedians think they have to be foul-mouthed to be funny but I don't find that kind of comedy funny. They use the shock value to keep people engaged, but give me sitting around a table with my hubby, my brothers and a couple of cousins and I can guarantee I will be having a laughter-induced asthma attack in less than an hour. Yeah, there will be some expletives but they aren't used for gaining more laughter.
Laughter is a great thing. A good belly laugh is healthy; everyone should try to find one every day. I hope one of my sister-in-law's photos of me is displayed at my funeral (which isn't going to happen in the foreseeable future), which will be a time of celebration and more like a Irish wake than a sad funeral. At Art Linkletter once said: "Laughter is the best medicine".
How right he was.
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