Hi there dear Reader! As I have told you previously in my blog, "Mu husband is
Mad," 17/1/13, I have a wicked sense of humour. I'm pretty sure that I inherited it from my Dad.....Dad laughed a lot!.....he loved the Three Stooges and we grew up watching the slap stick comedy and loved it as well....Dad loved anything slap stick! Get Smart was another one that he loved and we still watch this very funny show today, even though we must be on 1000th re-run.....
I remember one day, Mum & Dad were visiting us here on the Gold Coast, and we put the newly acquired Mel Brooks film, Silent Movie on to watch.....I thought Dad was going to choke to death laughing, as he watched the film..........A particular scene stands out...Sid Caesars' character was the head of a movie studio and he was in hospital after suffering a heart attack.....Marty Feldman and Dom Deluise were playing with the heart monitor machine beside the bed and every time they played with the buttons, as if they were playing a computer game of tennis, Sid Caesar would die, then revive, then die, then revive...tongue hanging out and all....it is a very funny scene in the movie and Dad went bright red, almost purple watching that scene......We thought that was hilarious.....Dad choking that is!
I learnt when I was about 13 that not everyone shared our sense of humour...I was at my friends house, I considered her my best friend at the time, and I think we were talking pop stars and the like.....She was standing on a pink fluffy mat in front of her dressing table, an old fashioned affair on legs with a tall mirror attached......I remember her house had highly polished timber floors.....I was sitting on her bed when she started running on the spot....well, that's what it looked like.....the mat slipped on the timber floor and she couldn't get her balance and for several seconds she was running on the spot, which tickled my sense of humour and I started laughing.....Next thing you know she falls straight down on the floor with a terrible thud and bangs her nose.....her legs had gone under her dressing table somehow, and I just lost it.....I laughed so hard that I was crying....Her mother raced in to see what all the noise was about and here was my friend lying face down on the ground, nose bleeding, and I was on her bed crying with laughter.......I was ordered out of the house.......She never spoke to me again! She was no longer my friend! It was and still is very funny!
Another time which stands out in my memory involved my husband.....It was his 40th birthday and he had quite a few beers to celebrate...We had invited several people over for a BBQ party on our new deck that evening, and being under the influence, as he was, he decided to get out his party tricks....Never a good thing! He goes into the house and grabs a bottle of Methylated Spirit. What on earth, I thought! He informed everyone that he can light a small fire in the palm of his hand without burning himself........We all looked at him stupidly and he proceeded to pour Metho into his palm......He poured too much.....He lit the Metho....His whole hand caught fire.....He flicked his hand......Fire jumped from his hand to my feet, one of the guests feet, and the new deck. I started laughing......Little flames were dancing on my feet and the feet of our guest.....The hair on his toes was on fire.....Now I know that this is not funny.....it's quite serious, but I was laughing so hard, even with my toes on fire, that I couldn't move quickly enough to get the hose to put the fire out.....I know what you are thinking, and you could be right! I am one sick puppy, but you had to be there.....I did manage to get the hose and put my feet, our guests feet and the deck fire out, then attend to my husband, who was very burnt.....silly bugger, it was his own fault......apparently the trick involves a minute amount of Metho in the palm and it just burns gently for a few seconds and doesn't burn......don't try this at home though folks......My toes did burn! It did hurt! It was still very funny!
Another incident which demonstrates that I and my whole family have a perverse sense of humour was when my Grandmother was on holidays with my parents and they went for a trip up to North Queensland in the Nissan Urvan, a small bus. My Grandmother was a very funny lady and luckily she had a brilliant sense of humour....she needed to.....She was dis-embarking from the bus one day and she didn't step down....she just stepped out and fell flat on her face.....well, Mum laughed and Dad laughed, my brothers laughed and when they told me, I laughed......My Grandmother laughed after she recovered from the fall.....We are wicked! One of my brother's has borne the brunt of our humour as well.....He was demonstrating his prowess at Volleyball, I think it was, and as he jumped up his feet got caught up and he also fell flat on his face.......He broke his nose.......We killed ourselves laughing......It was very funny! I only wish I had actually been there to see it for myself.....
The only time that my sense of humour has escaped me was last week when I got my new licence photo back from the Transport Department.....I look like Cruella De Vil, the cartoon version, not the Glenn Close version. cruel mouth, beady eyes! It is the worst photo I have ever seen and I look old and mean......I didn't laugh when I saw it......My husband did though! Mongrel!
Life is too short to take everything so seriously though and I feel sorry for anyone who can't laugh at themselves like my ex-friend when I was a teenager.....her lose........so, everyone, laugh a lot, it's good for the soul. Laugh often, it's good for your health. Laugh at your own and other people's pain, and when they have a go at you, tell them to get a life!
Hi, At 59 I am just finding my feet in the world...So exciting! I have learnt a lot over the years.....gone from being extremely hard up to living a very comfortable life and loving every single minute of it.......My boys are grown up and living good lives themselves and I am so proud of them.......I have the best husband in the world (most of the time anyway....hahaha) and I have 3 dogs who I just adore and they adore me...... I try to live by my motto ......"Be like the sun....let your warmth shine through always"