CATEGORY: PLUM SPORT DATE: JUNE 3,2017
With a steaming mug of hot lemon water near my yoga mat it is flexibility I seek.
Humor being life supporting, can increase a relationship span and your life span…of course y’all know this.
Can we talk?
It all began autumn 1974 when I met a cute guy, a bad-ass really, with a sense of humor. In the years that have followed since, “soitenly” humor has been an essential life-line for us when those relationship rough waters have hit and all is in imminent danger of sinking.
Han the gagman, the corny gagman, and that corn has been served up in every form.
He isn’t just funny at home, sometimes it’s in a stooge-like way, with eye pokes, nose twists, hammer bashings with finger and tendons cut or sawed on those constructions job sites where you can only laugh, albeit uneasily, at the absurdity of how it all took place once the body damage has been fixed.
At home lots of zingers, some surprising slapstick and unintentional pratfalls, we both learned not to take ourselves so seriously with all the mistakes and misjudgements that we’ve made, sometimes…just gotta laugh.
Han and I do know that it’s best to avoid tootsie frootsie flim flam, as no one likes to be bamboozled, and this type of behavior would most certainly spell curtains for a relationship.
We all laugh at different things and in diverse ways. However, laugh we must, for it is LOVE being playful and hopeful, setting the tone for each moment of our lives.
I am bringing this up because I just celebrated my 41st wedding anniversary, quite the time span, and while it hasn’t always been laughs, the love element of humor still gets top billing. Why’d I marry Han? It was LOVE AT FIRST LAUGH.
You put that banana peel there? “Why I oughta…”!
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