Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Laughter

So last night the outdoor temp was 9 degrees.  And although my little apartment was warm, the idea of curling up in my recliner with my favorite green fuzzy blanket seemed like a good idea.  So I did.  Kindle in hand I began to read and several paragraphs later, fell sound asleep.

Six hours later I opened one eye to discover morning had arrived.  As I levered myself into an upright position, my joints screamed bloody murder from being in one position for so long. 

I stumbled into the kitchen and started water heating for coffee, then proceeded on to the bathroom.  As I passed the bathroom mirror, I glanced at it.  The apparition that stared back at me caused me to back up for another look.

A bleary eyed old woman looked at me, every wrinkle visible in the harsh light.  My hair has grown to be just a couple of inches above where my waist used to be.  I usually just tie it back in a pony tail to keep it out of my food and the dishwater.  It was now all askew with a huge rat's nest lodged in the pony tail over my left shoulder.  My shirt was rumpled like I had slept in my clothes.  Well. duh!

And that's when I started to laugh.  I remembered this meme I had shamelessly stolen from Gorges over at Gorges' Grouse.  He posts some good memes and this one had tickled me.


We live in a world of corrupt, power hungry politicians, and a government hell-bent on invading every aspect of our lives.  Some of our schools are now teaching kids about alternative lifestyles, as if kids aren't confused enough just being kids.  We have mobs of thugs harassing those who do not agree with their politics.  We have laws that apply to the rank and file of us but not to the elite, apparently.  And to top it off, we seem to be confused about which bathroom is appropriate to use.

We need more laughter.  We need it to offset the craziness surrounding us.  We need the silly jokes and comedians who are actually funny and the ability to laugh at the truly ridiculous situations where we find ourselves now and then.

Because when we lose our ability to laugh it quickly becomes just too much to bear.

18 comments:

  1. Laughter and the Lord are all that keeps us sane in an insane world, Vicki.

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  2. Hi, Vicki...I was just wondering if you still have any contact with Harry Flashman in Georgia.....I know he stopped writing his blog....I really miss him and the news he offered from his home area....I just hope all is well with him....I read his blog daily but don't think I ever "commented" so wasn't ever a signed-in user.....I love your blog....I live in Illinois where everything is "useless blue" ....Could you post a short note if you have heard from Harry? Thank you!

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    1. lynney62...Harry and I have emailed some in the past. I just heard from him recently and he says all is well on his mountain. I miss his blog, too. It was one of the better blogs around.
      I live in Minnesota where everything is pretty much blue, too. I just read a local article saying that our governor elect plans to go for more gun control. Guess if we want to add to our inventory, we had best do it before he is sworn in. That along with Keith Ellison as our new attorney general, things are looking grim here. Probably not much better where you are.
      Good to hear from you.

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    2. Harry has another blog he writes..https://bustednuckles.com/
      The Vulgar Curmudgeon its on wordpress

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    3. did not know harry is bustednuckles!

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    4. That didn't look like Harry to me. Harry used to post recent videos and that doesn't look like him even excluding the vulgar language that didn't look like his writing style to me. Harry is very well read and doesn't write like this.

      Rob, did Harry tell you this?

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    5. Rob...I would really be surprised if Harry wrote that blog. This guy talks about working a 12 hour shift and Harry is retired. He talks about working on his Bronco and I believe Harry has a Jeep. That aside, I am convinced Harry has way too much class to ever write anything like the blog you mentioned. He is what I would call a true southern gentleman.

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    1. Thank you, Rev. Paul...Some days it is easy to forget that we all have lives that have nothing to do with the insanity around us. Laughter helps.

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  4. Oh my goodness gracious...I can't quit laughing! You have convinced me to get up and remove myself from my recliner before I awaken under similar circumstances to yours...thank you and goodnight, CWfromIowa

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    1. Glad I could bring a smile to your face, CW. It was a sight to behold, and I'm sort of glad I was the only one who saw it. :)
      I just love that meme I stole from Gorges. I may have to print out a copy and hang it next to my desk. It makes me chuckle whenever I see it.

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  5. I would not see a old lady, but one of experience and maturity. I for one laugh at almost everything. You have too life is a joke. When I start speaking real bad jokes, my kids say #baddadjokes. I told one yesterday, I started to laugh so hard I was crying before I could finish it.

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    1. Thanks, Rob...but you have not had the pleasure of seeing me first thing in the morning before I have had my coffee. It is a scary sight. :)

      We just have to keep our senses of humor, even with the crazy stuff going on. I love it when my kids call me or stop over. All of them have really good senses of humor and they never fail to make me laugh - or at least smile. One of the many reasons I miss my Dad is that he could say something funny and keep a straight face. It was the twinkle in his eye that always gave him away. He was known for his bad jokes, too!!

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  6. Funny - I have that same reaction. But more when I look at pictures of me rather then looking in the mirror.
    We're coming into a cold snap..cold for here anyway. Many years it snows on or around the US Thanksgiving so I suppose we're right on schedule. The maintenance guys were cleaning out gutters - quite literally. They clean out the gutters and leave the 'gunk' on the ground where it falls. Ha! So I've got a little yard work work to do today. Other then that, life keeps chugging along.
    Hope you're doing well. Cheers, SJ

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    1. SJ...Mirrors are not my friends! I don't mind pictures of me up until about age 50. Then I still had a waist. Truth be known, age really doesn't bother me. I have never been one obsess over my looks. I once had a friend who wouldn't step outside her house unless she was in full make-up, every hair in place. That would drive me nuts!!

      We have more cold and a little bit of snow headed our way, but not enough to worry about. Snow for Thanksgiving isn't unusual here, either. My family hasn't made any plans for getting together this year. Duane is roasting a turkey and I am in charge of the yams and a pumpkin pie. Works for me. :)

      Life keeps slowly chugging away here, too, but without the gutter clean-up. I guess there are advantages to not having a lawn. All is well in my little corner of the world. Glad to hear it is in yous.

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  7. old mirrors here in house and lighting not too good
    was in nursing home 2 years ago and saw myself in the new well lit mirror horrors! i did not realize how i looked don't want to see that again ! will be 70 in february but i look a century!

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    1. deborah...I sometimes wonder who that old lady in the mirror is - the one who looks like my Grandma. But underneath all those wrinkles and that head full of gray hair, I don't feel much older than I did at 30. Except with a bit more common sense than the average 30 year old these days. I sometimes think it is all about attitude.

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