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Because a Good Giggle is Good for the Soul…

good giggle is good for the soul

Always walk through life as if you have something

new to learn and you will.  ~Vernon Howard

 

I decided to take a leaf out of ole Vernie’s book today, and attempted to approach the day with this theory in mind.

It wasn’t an especially exciting day.  In fact, to be truthful, I started the day feeling rather overwhelmed by the sheer chaos my children were able to create in a few short hours.  The phrase ‘going around in circles’ seemed very apt.

I was possibly feeling a little on edge also knowing that I had to take the Woo back to the hospital for a follow-up visit regarding his toe-walking, hyperactivity and delayed speech.  Okay…so maybe a lot.  I find it frustrating and emotionally draining that of all the professionals we have seen over the past few years, none seem to agree on a possible cause.  In fact some have suggested it is mild cerebral palsy, others dyspraxia and another still is adamant that there is no issue at all – he is a normal five year old boy with a shit load of energy who has a habit of toe-walking and talked a bit late…but perhaps all this is a story for another time.  (And no…this is not about to turn into an emo post!)

I’m going to share with you some of the interesting funny things that I learnt today…

(Because when I feel a little down, I try to self-medicate with a little humour…and maybe a glass of wine or two!)

Today I learned…

·         That a thunderstorm, and a blind dog with a weak bladder is not a good combination.  Not the best start to the day!

 

·         Even this god-forsaken, soul sapping flu that I have been suffering from for the last fortnight and the accompanying blocked snozzer is no match for the smell of dog urine.  Once again…not a good start!

 

·         Contrary to what you may think, even in a house with three small children, having blocked ears and the hearing capacity of an ear-muff wearing snake is not ideal. ..particularly, when two of the aforementioned children decide to wake up at 6am and devour half of the 12 pack of yogurts in the fridge between them!

 

·         Doctors have excessive nasal hair sproutage issues…or at least our one does.  She’s still very nice though, all the same!

 

·         Being accompanied on a train by your child is a fantastic way of deterring the ‘crazies.’  Prior to having kids (and obtaining my driver’s license) I was almost incapable of stepping onto public transport, be it bus, train, or ferry, without attracting the attention of someone a little on the ‘cuckoo’ side…if you know what I mean?  I’m talking everything from’ lecherous-suit-wearing toupee-wearers’ to your average ‘not-so-bright-life-story-in-five minutes clinger-oners!’ 

Please don’t shake your head at my non-PC comments.  If you have ever been on public transport, you know exactly what I mean. I know you know…and you know, that I know, that you know!

 They are the kind of people that make you pray for the old dear with the beard to sit next to you instead!

Anyway…who would have known?  The weirdos try to avoid eye-contact with me when I travel with my children! Bahaha!   Result!

 

·         And this one really put a smile on my chompers and a laugh in my belly…There are few things more hilarious than witnessing a shirtless, tattooed, bald-headed macho-mother-of-a-man almost trip whilst walking.  I’m not sure whether it was the panicked arm flailing, the disguise-it-as-a-little-run that he did after, or the attempt to pull off the cool, unperturbed macho look asap!

(I am only glad that I was in my car and he didn’t hear me cackling like a witch as a drove past, reliving the vision in my head over-and-over for my own warped entertainment!

 

So there…that’s it!

 

That is what I learned today….

 

What did you learn?

Jolene

Jolene

Jolene enjoys writing, sharing and connecting with other like-minded women online – it also gives her the perfect excuse to ignore Mount-Washmore until it threatens to bury her family in an avalanche of Skylander T-shirts and Frozen Pyjama pants. (No one ever knows where the matching top is!) Likes: Reading, cooking, sketching, dancing (preferably with a Sav Blanc in one hand), social media, and sitting down on a toilet seat that one of her children hasn’t dripped, splashed or sprayed on. Dislikes: Writing pretentious crap about herself in online bio’s and refereeing arguments amongst her offspring.

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