Today I’m thankful for a sense of humor. Mine AND everybody else’s. I laugh at the dumbest stuff. I love corny jokes. I enjoy looking at pictures of cat antics & videos of dogs. I crack up at the most inappropriate times. It makes the days go by faster. And I’m proud of my laugh lines-the same ones that my Clinique girl struggles to understand why I don’t care about smoothing. Laughter IS contagious. I will leave you with a few illustrations:

Me, behind the counter at work, to customer walking in: “Hello.”~with a WINNING smile, of course.

“Grass seed?”

“Curtains?”

“Grass seed?”

“Pineapples?”

At this point, they generally smile like I’m either a volunteer who escaped from the mental ward, catch onto my joke & laugh & say hello like a normal conversation, or frown & explain that they’re looking for grass seed (or the bathroom, usually). Its a lot of fun.

Yesterday, Lisa was over here visiting & she took one of those dreaded “selfies” of us. In our defense, Johnny was entertaining the munchkins outside.

Lisa: “You’ll hafta tag yourself, I can’t tag on my phone.”

Me: “What? Surely…”

Lisa: “No, look…how do I do it?”

I tap on the picture to make it big &…

Lisa: “…tag photo?…Ohhh…shut up!”

Me, laughing hysterically. In an effort to shut me up-

Lisa: “You weren’t thankful for anything yesterday.”

“Yes I was!!!”

“No, you weren’t. I looked again today.”

“Yes I was!”-frantically calling up my facebook on my phone. “Right here, that I can read!”

Lisa: “Oh, I just saw you shared a link. I didn’t read it.”

Me: “Thanks a lot, some best friend you are.”

Lisa: “But I liked it!”

Me: “No you didn’t!!!”

Lisa: “What????…well I meant to. Here, I’ll like it… There. So, what are you gonna be thankful for today?”

Me, bending over dying laughing: “I already was. My crockpot!”

Lisa: “No, I just checked it, it’s not on here.”

“Lisa. Look. Right there. Do you need facebook for dummies?”

“I think so. Ok, I’m liking it too.”

And we raffed& raffed…<3 my bestie. Her thankful day is coming the 28th.