Update on the Ha Ha’s

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jokes, Laughter, postaday2015

I was all proud of my recollection of my daughter’s joke and when I saw her later on, she informed me that I got the joke wrong. 

So here it is:

Knock Knock

Who’s there?

Jamaican

Jamaican who?

Jamiacan me crazy

Ha Ha Now I’m laughing because I’m just laughing. 😀 LOL

Daily prompt: Ha Ha

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jokes, Laughter, postaday2015

Tell us a joke! Knock-knock joke, long story with a unexpected punchline, great zinger — all jokes are welcome!

This knock knock joke is courtesy of my daughter from when she was about eight.

Knock Knock

Who’s there?

Jamaican

Jamaican who?

What jamaican for dinner?

Ha Ha Ha

Back then I cracked up laughing, partially because I thought that it was clever and also because I thought that she was the cutest thing in the world. She still cracks me up.

Daily prompt : Love to love you

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Laughter, Love, loved ones, postday2013

What do you love most about yourself? What do you love most about your favorite person? Are the two connected?

The thing that I love most about myself is how easily I find humor and humorous situations. I adore laughing and I laugh at least once every day. I don’t have a gentle laugh, it isn’t elegant by a long shot. It is raw, loud and spontaneous, it comes from deep in the gut, exploding outwards, assailing some with its hyena-like sound. My family loves my laugh and my baby girl especially likes to brag it about it to her friends, she likes to think that my laugh is very contagious.

My hubby is connected to my love of laughter and humor, he is the main reason as to why and how I laugh every single day. He is so very funny and he knows me better than I know myself so I am constantly surprised and I erupt in spontaneous laughter. He records shows that he knows will get me gasping for air from non stop laughing.

They say laughter is the best medicine and so I have a brilliant physician for a husband because he keeps me well dosed in laughter and I am so very lucky and thankful for it.

My other half and laughter

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Laughter, Love, marriage, postaday2012, reasons

• You have three hundred words to justify the existence of your favorite person, place or thing. Failure to convince will result in it vanishing without a trace. Begin.

• 300-Word Justification
• My hubby is a one of a kind. He has the gift of the spoken word; he could sell snow and ice to the Inuit and they would love him for it. I am speaking pre-climate change, they would be especially thankful right now but that would fail to showcase how exceptionally talented my hubby is when it comes to selling anything. He sold me on the idea of marrying him on the first date. He made me laugh, now I know that I laugh easily, but he can really make me laugh, the deep down organic from the belly laugh. Whats more is that he loves doing it so much which makes it even more endearingly special. No one has ever made it their mission to make sure that I laugh every day and taken such pride in the fact that they can make me laugh.
  My hubby also makes it a point of making sure that he takes care of me with my health and my teeth, since he knows how much I dislike the doctors and the dentists. He prides himself on being the boss of me in that regard, otherwise he tells everyone who will listen that I am the boss in every other way and he just follows my direction. He also likes to shower me with presents, especially books too which I can only say hooray and thank you my husband because books are simply the best presents in the world. Books of any kind; cookbooks, historical books, science-fiction, biographies, any kind really, I am not picky.
  We also share the same interests; food, travel, t.v, movies, love of babies and dogs. He is definitely not boring, I am consistently entertained and kept on my toes with my hubby. It has been twenty-two years and it has gone by so incredibly fast, like the whirlwind that so aptly describes my hubby.

What is your superpower?

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humour, Laughter, postaday2012, sad times

I think that my superpower is laughter. I have a huge capacity to find humour in anything and everything. The times in my life when it seemed fairly bleak, finding the silliness and the comedy in everyday and ordinary things kept me afloat. They say that laughter is the best medicine for a reason. They can’t be wrong, now can they? As my theme song suggests, don’t worry, be happy and laugh.

Would you rather laugh with the sinners or cry with the saints?

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Laughter, postaday2011, Saints, Sinners

If I simply ignore the words, sinner and saint, I’d always rather laugh than cry, sometimes I laugh so hard that I cry and get a two for one, very satisfying indeed. However, the question isn’t whether I would rather laugh or cry? The dilemma is would I still rather laugh if it meant that I would be sharing company with sinners? Conversely, would I still want to be in the company of saints if it meant crying all the time?

I am strong in my own beliefs and personality that being around “sinners” wouldn’t lead me down the wrong path. Often, it seems that the “sinners” do have a lot more laughs, but what exactly do we mean by sinners? On the flip side, how does one define a saint?

I love Billy Joel as a song writer, but his black and white depiction of dull and staid saints juxtaposed against fun and flamboyant sinners, doesn’t do justice to either group, but it still is a great song. “I’d rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints. Only the good die young.”

I want my cake and eat it too, laugh with the sinners and the saints and cry as little as possible. I think that I would make it a point to help the saints laugh, as it has been proven that laughter is good for the body and good for the soul. I than would have the sinners examine their conscious so that if tears were needed to cleanse some guilt, they would be accessible. The most that we can hope for is a balance, not too much crying or sinning yet as much laughter as possible, with as much goodness as we can manage.