Laughter. The BEST medicine.

There are some blogs that really bring you down - you know the kind that you read and the sky is falling - all of the freaking time!

And then there are those that you read and lurk on b/c, omg, someone else in another state or country is living your life. In fact, you could be Irish twins!

Dooce is just that to me. This woman is SOOO funny, I LOVE her writing style, and we have a child about the same age and her kid could seriously be mine. Some days I am laughing so hard when I read what she writes, that I have to take a break.

Speaking of laughing so hard, my face STILL hurts today from laughing so hard last night. I play in a buncogroup - and we had our bi-monthly GTG last night. We celebrated Fat Tuesday and my aunt's birthday and had a blast - er, well, we laughed so damn hard, I think I peed myself.

Cousin 1 was going to go get the cake for my aunt's birthday. Said cousin was looking for matches. We were asking around, and my sister and I asked my grandma (whom was sitting at our table) where her matches were. Grandma began back peddling b/c she thought they were up high in the linen closet - b/c you know, an 80 yo woman and man could start a fire!

So, we ask her again, as she seemed reluctant to get them or tell us where they were, and she whispered - "if you need something, I have spray" OMFG - she was thinking that we were asking for matches for the bathroom and NOT a cake-

Laughter erupted and us 12 women ROARED like you wouldn't believe - and for like 15 minutes straight. I think I peed my pants and was crying. I couldn't stop. So, my aunt goes to blow out her candles, and my mom whispers - go get the spray - so I run into the linen closet, and then come running out screaming HOLD ON WAIT FOR ME - with the can of spray - laughter erupted again, I thought my aunt was going to fall out of her seat. I am pretty sure we spent a good 1/2 hour laughing at this whole thing. And when all was said and done, and we started playing bunco again, every once in awhile you would hear a giggle and then the entire table laughing. My aunt was sitting by my grandma (her sister) and she just giggled so loud and like every 20 seconds and all she could say was - Oh A - I just can't stop laughing!!

And this is good. My aunt's husband died about 4-5 months ago and had lived with Alzheimer's for a good 5-6 years before passing. She is very sad. They had been married forever. My aunt is depressed, Another woman there suddenly lost her hubby a year or so ago, and this type of laughter is just what the doctor ordered.