Laughter

As I look around, it occurs to me that laughter is the key to survival. I saw an ad for the Dr Phil show where couples married only a few years were ready for divorce. It showed them arguing and being meaner to each other than I think I've ever been to anybody. Whenever I see this kind of stuff, I immediately do a self-inventory on my own marriage. Hubby and I argue, we've been known to yell at each other and there are definitely times when we really don't like each other very much and don't want to spend time together. But by and large, we really enjoy each other's company. Laughter has kept us together. Imagine...it's 2 AM, baby's screaming, no formula is ready, so the powdered kind must be mixed with water. Hubby's walking screaming baby. I'm mixing formula in the nice glass jar we've been using for this. Hubby's only half-awake. I'm less awake than that. Glass jar slips out of my hands and shatters all over the floor. First reaction is expletives that shouldn't be repeated. Then anger at the carelessness of the action. Now I have a screaming baby, no formula made and a wet mess filled with glass shards all over the floor. But as we looked at each other, we started laughing. Saved the day. There are so many examples like this. Burnt dinner, forgotten items, etc. Laughing releases the same tension yelling does, but leaves a much better after taste and it doesn't escalate the issue. So I vote for laughter as the cure all for the world.
My niece, Lauren, likes to refer to herself as "blonde," and while her hair color does qualify her (and sometimes even her actions do), she's much less a blonde than she thinks. She has collected quite a few blonde jokes, so when I read this joke yesterday, I thought of her and had to share. Joke: Why do so many blondes move to L.A.? It's easy to spell.
I actually have a calendar "joke of the day" that I have sitting at my computer desk. Some are amusing, but this one caused me to laugh out loud.