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Thursday, October 29, 2009

Blasphemy I say...

I will admit that I have an irreverant side. No really, I do. I can be with the most composed person and I will say or do something that will have them giggling like a little kid. Now mind you, this goes both ways. The person I am with has to be able to laugh right along with me. For instance, Karlee, my niece. She is so grown up now a days. However after going with her, my sister Kara and my mom to see my sisters new home she and I sat in the back seat and goofed off like we were grade school kids doped up on sugar. But, I loved every minute of it....

Sometimes my irreverance gets the better of me though. Like a few sundays ago when the entire bishopbric forgot to present McKenna with her medalion in sacrament meeting. She sat on the stand with the youth choir fighting tears, then she sat down with us and fought tears...(side bar, we actually got the whole family there early for this!) Well, by the end of sacarament meeting when the bishop made his way to us I turned to him and punched him on the arm. Hard enough to leave an impression, but not a mark. My husband was mortified. I had just hit an ordained man of god. Well...in my mind he had it coming, and my attempt was to just jolt him into knowing that I wasn't happy. He actually said that he was glad I did that as opposed to festering and being offended and not coming to church for a while. You know, honesty and all that. But I guess it was a little irreverant.

However, I really like my irreverance. I can laugh with the best of them. I can joke with the best of them and even really tough situations can be funny, given the right moment. I keep telling my kids that life is just hard. But, that does not mean it has to miserable. Keep laughing, keep joking. Keep yourselves in line with those that can laugh with you. I would not suggest that they go around hitting men of god, but a good laugh at a good stumble in front of lots of people will go a long way.

Laughter is the best medicine you know. I guess the trick is to know when and where to stop. Levity may be one of my weak points.

I am working on it Lord, I really am...

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