Saturday, July 24, 2010

Can I laugh Now?

When Someone falls you are not supposed to laugh.
Are You?

What if you can not help yourself and no one was hurt?
Then it is acceptable, especially if the faller is laughing.
I am sitting here at the computer when I hear a soft fall, and chairs being scooted.
David is laughing, I run in and he is sitting on the floor between the two chairs.
I asked, "What happened?" He said, (While laughing,) "I was watching TV and sat down but missed both chairs. "
He is so funny he makes my day so much brighter by being in it.
Sweetie, I love you passionately, fervently and with a lot of humility. You make me smile every day.
Thank you.


Then I am reminded of a tale of my moms chair falling over.
She was reaching behind her for something on a table, the recliner just fell backwards.
There she was, lying on her back, in a recliner, on the floor. (that is what I call reclining).
Leonard, my brother said, "Mama are you alright?"
She said "Yes I am fine but I hate this old chair."
Leonard, "Well Can I laugh now?" Too late he was already busting up laughing at her on the floor.
Yes he did help her up, when the laughter died down but snickering went on for a long time.

One evening my Mom was sewing, She wanted her table lamp on for extra light. She got out of her chair, turned the lamp on and sat down, as soon as she sat, the light went off.
She again got up, secured the cord tighter but when she sat down, the lamp went off.
Again She just got settled down with her sewing when the light went off again.
(Meanwhile Rosie, and Jeanette are in the bedroom watching the whole scenario)
Suddenly my Mama who did not cuss said, "OH SHIT."
My sisters began laughing uncontrollably and Mama was mad then, she had been caught using bad words and her lamp would not stay on.
She yelled back, "What are you two girls doing still awake?"
They laugh about that every time the story is told.

Lets see, I know there are a few more funnies here in this old mind.

The Country Music awards were on television.
A group was nominated and the applause began,
Then another group and more applause.
Finally a Major group was nominated and the applause began really big and loud.
Mama looked at Roy and said,
"They must be the winners they got more claps than the others did."
My brother Roy (who is the worlds biggest jester) began laughing, He could not stop. Mama kept asking him what was so funny. She never got it. He certainly was Never going to tell her.
Don't you just love innocence in language?


OH my Gosh, I did something so embarrassing when I was a kid.

To set the scene.
We had a front porch, On it Mama kept a couple of chairs and a love seat, A special place to set and relax on warm southern evenings.
I spent a LOT of evenings on that porch while dating. (under the watchful eye of my Mom and Older brothers).
So on to the scene, I had an uncle that looked like Elvis, Black hair, little twist falling down his forehead, crooked smile. He was so good looking.
Family, friends and daters, often stopped by and sat on our porch to visit. It was like a gathering place. The kids would be playing and talking, the adults would be sitting on the
Available chairs then start finding a spot to sit on the raised porch, but the steps or the edge. The porch was always full of people.
That night there was quite a few people there.
I needed to get past the guys.
There was one tiny opening between Uncle James and someone else. I thought I can jump through there and no one has to get up.
No, not a good idea.
As soon as I jumped,I tooted. Right in Uncle James face.
Not on purpose, I did not know I had any gas, it was one of those surprise happenings.
I looked back and Uncle James had the most stunned look on his face.
Ladies just never did that kind of thing.,Not in public and I was taught,
Ladies do NOT TOOT.
I snuck out of that yard and made my way back into the house, by way of the back door and stayed hidden out the rest of the evening.
I never see Uncle James that I do not remember that one incident..
Maybe it was not as loud as I thought, Maybe he was the only one to hear it and maybe it was not a stinky toot. I could swear he was sniffing the air, (maybe to get a fresh breath of air)
I don't know I never asked and I never wanted to know.
I still do not know who was sitting beside him. I still recall that as I age and I miss the days of my youth and sitting on an old front porch.

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