Laughter is the Best Medicine

There is nothing better in this world than laughing. Two of my sisters came to Texas to visit and they brought the "best medicine" with them. They make me laugh and laugh and laugh. Not giggle or chuckle, but that hard laugh that you beg them to stop because it hurts your stomach, your lungs and your face. Not to mention the immediate need to find a restroom, you get the point.

The best part of sister laughter is that they make sure it is in the worst place. In a quite place, or a crowded place, and no where near a restroom. This week it was in an antique store. As we were walking around the store we saw a end table with a marble insert. My sister saw the end table and said, "Every time I see a table like that I think of my move out of my apartment I shared with "Bob", not his real name.

Here is the story: For the sake of the story I will call my sisters Lynn and Jean.  Jean was in her early twenties, she broke up with her long time boyfriend, and was moving out of their apartment. Lynn is a few years older than Jean and she decided to fix Jean up with a guy that she worked with. I am not sure why, but they set it up so that the guy, we will call Tom, came over to help her move. Awkward!

So, Tom was helping to carry furniture out of the apartment and trying not to feel like the elephant in the room, and Jean is just trying not to break into tears any moment. Not your typical first date. Tom picks up an end table that had a marble insert in it, and not realizing that the insert slid in place, it slid out of place and fell out of the table, at about 3 feet high, right on his foot. Now you know that had to hurt like the dickens. He was a trooper, limping around and still helping even though he had to be in terrible pain. Worst date ever. Jean felt so bad and was sure that he was injured badly. When he went to leave Jean apologized profusely and knew that was probably the last time she would ever see Tom.

A week or so later Lynn went into work and on her desk was Tom's toenail, along with a note thanking her for setting him up with Jean.  Lynn said at first she thought it was a seashell until she looked at it and she was totally grossed out!!!!!

Let the laughter begin. For me it actually began when I heard that Lynn sent that poor boy to the apartment, and by the time the story was done I had to walk away before I exploded. The whole time begging them to stop. Best laugh ever!!! No restroom insight!

Thanks Lynn and Jean for a wonderful week and for always making me laugh!