I am grateful for laughter. I am grateful for the ability to see humor in not so humorous situations. I am glad that I can laugh at myself. I come from a great family that taught me these things. Here's one of my favorite family stories that my grandma would tell. A couple of years after they completely remodeled their home, they had a house fire. The town they were in had no firetruck, and there was nothing they could do to save it. So with the help of their neighbors, they quickly removed as much as they possibly could out of the house, and then watched it burn to the ground. Horrible, right? But they found a way to laugh. Their stove had been carried out, with a pan of beans that had been cooking on it, and not a drop was spilled. So they laughed because they had a nice dinner of beans that night. Also, one neighbor carried out a very large and heavy wardrobe, by himself. He didn't realize just how big it was (because of all the smoke inside) until he got it outside and set it down. He turned around, looked at it and said, "Hell, I can't carry that alone." My grandma said (from her autobiography), "I don't think I ever did cry outwardly, and my sense of humor came to the rescue enough to help me laugh at the ludicrous things that occurred, such as the snow melting from the heat and dropping off the burning walls into the middle of the mattress where it lay too close to the wall until I dragged it back, and of [the neighbor] with that heavy wardrobe, and the unspilled beans on the range. And when I remembered the sugar in the basement and knew it was too late to salvage it, [another neighbor] remarked, "Gosh, sugar burned up with rations stamps so scarce. If I'd known it was there I think I'd have gone down and made fudge in the fire." Now I have a wonderful husband and four kids who make me laugh every day. And life itself is just....well, it's just funny, ya know? So here are a few things that have kept me laughing lately. Please, do enjoy.
JT said, "Fire and the hole!" (meaning, of course, fire IN the hole). Joe and I laughed and said, "Fire and the hole, huh? Who says that?" JT replied, "Nobody really says it, but
somebody does."
We like to dance (in the privacy of our own living room, of course) at the end of the movie when the credits are rolling. Recently, we all jumped up and started jiving after a movie together......all of us, that is, except for Joe. Alex came over to him, tugged at his leg and said, "Daddy, shake your bootie!"
My sister's dog, Marley, passed away a little while ago. He was very old, and very sick, and they had to put him down. My kids loved Marley, and they were sad to hear about his death. Not too long ago, Cora was talking about Marley, and inquired what they had done with his body. I assumed she wanted to know if they had buried him in their back yard or something. He was actually cremated, but I didn't know if I wanted to tell her that, so I just said that I thought that the veterinarian had taken care of the body. She was quiet for a while, and then very softly said, "I have a feeling they might have eaten him." Joe and I almost died laughing, and Cora hurriedly added (as way of explanation), "Well some people
here eat dogs!"
Most Koreans don't have dryers, so they don't have built-in dryer vents like most homes in the States. So when we run our dryer, we have to open our window (even in winter) and stick a big, long hose from our dryer out the window, which blows out the exhaust (which looks like smoke). The other day one of the security guards from our apartment came up to our apartment, VERY anxious about something. He does not speak any English. Thankfully Joe was here, but he wasn't really sure what the guard was talking about either when he said (in Korean), "I'm here because of your light." The word for light is also used for fire. He thought our apartment was on fire.
Today (this one's rated PG-13) I was taking down the Christmas tree. In my frustration at finding missing and broken ornaments, I said (half jokingly), "Why did I even have kids?! Somebody give me a reason right now!" Cora's answer was, "Because you had sex." I immediately ran behind the tree so that she wouldn't see me laughing, while Joe explained how that was inappropriate.
Finally, I think Heavenly Father has a good sense of humor too. I think that sometimes he laughs (in a loving way) at our lesser troubles and stumbles and challenges, because he knows we'll be just fine, and it's really not as big of a deal as we think it is......kind of how we laugh at our kids a lot. I think he might have laughed just a little bit at the look on my face yesterday when I was called as the District Primary president. Yep, it's pretty funny.