My friend Dawn and I were on Skype together last night, making a scene at Detroit Metro Airport; she in Holland, MI and me in Terminal A of DTW. We were howling out loud online about the time she fell in the mud on a rainy Sunday morning in her brand new black Kasper suit. It was (both the mud escapade AND the recall last night) a bonding moment! To this day, I laugh crazily when I think of her laying and wallowing in that mud. And I, overcome with surprise, was completely helpless!
I was immobilized with laughter. It was as if I was shot with a stun gun. I could not help her get up. Every time I'd grab her hand, I collapsed in a crazed state. Overwhelmed with how shocking it is to be so out of control with hysteria, I pray for more of these immovable, gripping and healing joy spurts.
Think back. Do you have a dose of your own laughing story to tell? If you don't, join me sometime on a trip somewhere. I'm sure something hilarious will happen. It's contagious...therapeutic...and a great anti-depressant. And if you cry and laugh and need to go to the bathroom all at the same time, plus can't get your breath during it all - you're on the right road. You've been mud-sized.
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why is so much easier to remember things that hurt than things that made me laugh that hard... i'm goign to be pondering.
Hmmmm, I'm going to ponder that too. Thanks for posting this. I, maybe being from the "glass half full" mentality, never gave it a thought. I might be able to help you with this.
I've had several of those times...a couple I literally thought I was going to die laughing because I laughed so hard I threw myself into an asthma attack and couldn't breathe. But sooooo worth it! :-D
I know I had one of these fairly recently, but can't remember what it was about--I just remember, Jon looking over at me like he thought I was losing it--he got a BIG kick out of it. I remember, I was lauging so hard, I couldn't tell him what it was about...LOL
Vicki
The blessing is that I can still wear that Kasper suit.
Mud-sized laughter is often what gets me thru the day. :D
Mud-sized laughter is often what gets me thru the day. :D
Mud-sized laughter is often what gets me thru the day. :D
Oh good Lord! What a goober!! I kept thinking my comment wasn't getting accepted. Now I've proved my mud-sized point rather repetitively!!!!
I'll help you, girl!
Oh no!!!! But what a way to go!!!
It's an awesome feeling, isn't it? Love it.
Yes you can! And you wear it proudly! Not fair... But also rembering Wendi trying to get the mud off with wet paper towels. Then you had towel lint all over your suit.
You got it figured out, Kim!
I just started my own site because I love to find the humor in about everything. I grew up in Michigan and if you find mid funny your in the right place!
Wordpress: allthatmakesyou...
That's pretty funny right there! Love you, Kim!
That's pretty cool! Thanks for your response.
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