Humor

Ok this is my last one for a bit, I leave for NS tonight, but it's a truth i've been mulling over for a few days.

It has to do with humor and laughter, and the ability to laugh at oneself and the stuff that happens rather then feel sorry for yourself. 

Laughter. When I get angry at life aparently I get very funny. To me I sound horrible..but everyone else laughs. This is becouse  I let loose a stream of bitter angry sarcastic remarks, and I throw in lots of metaphores.. and I probably stomp my feet. I don't really hold back punches but I don't say stuff I'd regret later either. It's not..so much.. wah wah wah..as RAR this sucks! RAR!! I've found if I don't let it out I cry.. and feel worse..so out comes the sarcasem. People laugh. Then usually everyone elses's laughter makes me laugh and I feel better.

I wish I could give an example of my rants but when it's going on, inside i'm horrified and outside words and bitterness just spews out at random. I am not even aware of what I'm saying.. and then it's over.

So what I'm trying to get at is basicly.. find humor in /everything/ even when your pissed off and ranting and angry. It's thrown out there a lot, when life gives you lemmons and all that.. but ..yeah it's good advice.

A blerb from a book i'm reading it's about god and heaven. The protagonist a mennonite girl feeling alive and free in the world and aware when she's 9 years old and how she interperted something someone said to her. I think it has a real wisdom to it.

"someday you'll be gone, you'll be dust, and then even less than dust. Nothing. There's no other place to be. This world is good enough for you because it has to be. Go ahead and love it." (menno was wrong). - A complicated kindness by Miriam Towes

This post is becoming long and rambling and I'm sorry if your reading it and it doesn't seem to have a whole lot of point. I think I started this as a way to express what happens in my day in a way I can remember better and reread better then facebook status...

Anyways some awesome stuff happend to me today. I got up used the washroom and went back to bed, but I couldn't sleep so I turned on the tv..and promtly fell back asleep with the backdrop of the Red Green show in the background. Somehow listening to 'if the women don't find you handsome, they should at least find you handy' made me have a long peaceful half awake half asleep state till about 10am.

Then I got packed, got dressed and decided to go on a quest for coffee. I thought I'd check out the nearby coffee shops instead of walking all the way down to work. So I went to Fernwood Coffee but it was really hot in there and small and nowhere to sit. So I went to Arabia Coffee and I orderd a yummy sandwhich and coffee and went and sat outside.

While sitting I saw movement out of the cornor of my eye and there were wrens in the bushes, little birds hoping about, pecking at leaves. Between pages of my book I watched them watch me, and they made me smile.

Then someone decided to spray water off the roof above me, and it was like I was sitting in the sun and it was raining. Instead of being mad I just laughed as the water came down over me, my book, my coffee and my food in drops and then a torrent..and then more drops. I sat under it for a few minutes, moveing to a spot under a sun umbrella, but the man-made downpour contiuned so I headed home. I giggled the rest of the way.

The other two ladies that were sitting outside left all disgusted at the water..but why let it ruin your day... sometimes you just have to laugh.