Since my last post was so maudlin, I thought I'd share this little gem with you. I just became a 'fan' of the facebook group "Laughing When Someone Falls". Those of you who know me understand that if you ever fall in my presence and it's particularly humiliating, you will not be able to rely on me for assistance because I will never recover from the laughter.
(The one exception is when my sister fell down a huge flight of stairs at our apartment complex and the result was about 10 staples in her head after she got up, walked to the restaurant/tavern across the street where they handed her a bar towel to stem the bleeding and she drove herself to her doctor's office. Luckily it was next to the hospital because Red Rover, Red Rover send sister right over...yeah, not so funny....well, at least then...now it's a little funny but only because I didn't witness it and am left to imagine her prancing to the stairs in tottering heels with briefcase in one hand and coffee cake on glass platter in the other going endo. Still not funny? Hmmm...yes, I'm missing a sensitivity gene.)
I thought it would just be one of those things where everyone admits they can't be civil when it's called for, but oh no. They provide fodder for the laughter. After recovering from my ab-blaster workout of watching a few videos, I knew I had to share the love.
Here's a sample:
Hoping that humor and sarcasm can get me through this thing they call motherhood.
3 comments:
I think we've talked about our mutual love of seeing people fall before...and of course I immediately when to Facebook and joined!
I don't know if I will recover enough to focus on my work today! I too share your joy of falling...even when I think of my own spills!
Oh...that was hilarious! "Cue in the stock photos, Mildred...I've fallen on my behind!"
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