Not so funny.

What you likely know about me (my mom and my sister as well) is that I laugh... no wait not just laugh, boisterously, vivaciously, convulse in embarassing cackles when someone (including myself) fall down. I did note that it is very embarassing and this is a habit that embarrases not only myself but my entire family as well. I (my mom and sister included) laugh so hard that.... even when you've fallen pretty hard and it seems to look like you were hurt - unless you've caughten me in an "off moment" -- I have to pull myself together before asking you if you are ok.
THIS IS VERY VERY SAD in which I think... all of us (my mom, sister, and myself) need therapy! haha but for now. I leave you with a new impression of me if you did not know this already and likely a new fear of never falling in front of me (or the other girls in my family). :)
I say all this to get to a very fine point. I DO NOT think it is funny when I stub a toe or hit my elbow. (though - if said stubbing toe is accompanied by a trip - then well yes - it's funny.) Which brings me to my story of the evening....... No laughter needed.

Tonight I got to spend the evening with my great friends and see the Hot Ryan Reynolds in The Proposal. Great Movie! And it was a great evening. (minus all the traffic I sat in getting to and from Hampton). Upon arriving home I was pretty excited about seeing James and I was prancing up our three steps to get into the house and as luck would have it... I didn't quite judge my steps just right and stubbed my toe on the top step. If I was the type I think I could have came up with many naughty words to say! I said my share of darns and shoots and one long uuuuuuugggggghhhhhhh.... and made my way into the house to find James not there. Yes, he was across the street at our WONDERFUL neighbors house. So I mosy my way over there. I decided that I would NOT walk in the grass because that would get my feet wet.... so I edged along the driveway, barely fitting between the grass and the tires of the cars. So focused on keeping my feet on the pavement I never thought about protecting my elbow. As you can imagine.... WHACK right into the mirror turning it inward. I'm still not certain what my elbow was doing up that high and how it hit it so hard... but even as I'm typing its making my elbow begin to throb again. UUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH this time. not even a grin... because it wasn't even the least bit funny to me.... I stood in my place for a minute or two and then finally crossed over to my neighbors house. We were there for a bit. After coming back in, I was walking through the house and I stubbed my toe in the kitchen.... the only difference about this one is - James saw me and just laughed and laughed.... and then of course I laughed. (But it secretly wasn't funny at first because it was the same toe I had stubbed on that darn step.) So all this to say, I'm secretly glad that James laughed at me because I probably would be going to bed a little bitter tonight about all these minor accidents. And yes, maybe mom, my sister, and I do get a little carried away in this behavior that we truly can't help - (trust me there are times we wish we could) - but maybe most of the time laughing it off is better than being embarassed of the fall, or bitter that you fell, or like tonight a little frutsrated that you stubbed you toe or hit your elbow. haha maybe it will add a few years to your life if you laughed when you fell.... or when other people fell. :)

For your enjoyment - people falling. :)
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