Daily Prompt: Roaring Laughter


Daily Prompt

What was the last thing that gave you a real, authentic, tearful, hearty belly laugh? Why was it so funny?


Over the course of the last year, it’s hard to pick out one particular moment of pure belly laughter, when I have so many to choose from.  In all honesty (and we just had this conversation the other day) I have not, in my entire life, laughed as much as I have this past year.  I met a man, who, like everyone else has good days and bad.  However, when he’s having a good day, we’re ALL having a good day.  From the things he says to the things he does, the man has me laughing harder than I ever have. Continue reading


A day with Family

The house was jam packed,

There was no empty chair.

No gossip being whispered

Because no one really cared.

What this one had on

or what that one said last week,

We enjoyed our time together

as we do every time we meet.

Whether a holiday or just because

The people here are great

It’s taken 35 years, and a tumultuous mess

To finally find a family who doesn’t hate

Another member for any reason

There’s too much joy to share

The happiness that exuberates

is full of love, and they truly do care.

Are you having a bad day?

They can read it on your face.

Pull up a chair and talk about it

No need to feel disgrace.

Each member of the family

adds something new and different.

They’re all unique and special

And they don’t stop to even listen

To stories told in gossip

To hatred, doubt and shame.

Each of them is different, yes,

But each is loved the same.

I’ve never met a family with

arms opened so wide.

willing to lend an ear

and allowing us inside.

The special days they’ve created

in celebration and good cheer,

I cannot wait to go back again,

same day and time next year.

Until Next time…


B.A.D. story for Wacky Wednesday

Okay, so I wanted to keep today lighthearted and funny.  I tried, with the whole yawing thing, but that was an epic failure, but that’s okay.  I’ve got an even better story for you now.

My son had a dentist appointment this afternoon.  I’m TERRIFIED of thunderstorms.  On our way to the dentist, I see the clouds growing darker and think “Shit!  I’ve left ALL of the windows open in the apartment!  My place is going to be soaked when we get home.”

After the appointment, we drive through the small town of Ravena, NY to see flashing lights everywhere.  Power lines and trees down everywhere.  Did I mention that I really don’t like thunderstorms?  Now I’m driving right into one.  Awesome.

I decide to go into the local coffee shop to pick up a coffee and something for my son to snack on.  Lightning all around us.  I’m 35 years old.  I had a C-section (That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.)  Well, my son, who is well aware of my anxiety level runs over to my side and says “It’s okay mom. I got you.”  We both see the flash, I close my eyes and just wait for the thunder.  Well this was thunder on steroids!!  My son’s eyes went directly to my crotch.  “You peed a little didn’t you?”  I just nodded my head to confirm, and got us out of there as quickly as possible.  *The startled jump caused a tiny bit of urine to escape the safety of my bladder.* (I used to work there, so all the employees always want me to sit down and catch up).  Nope.  Not today.  Gotta go!  And I mean, I REALLY have to go.  I’d be mortified if any of them knew what had just happened.

We run through the downpour, get home, close all the windows and as I’m cleaning myself up, my son cleans all the windowsills.  God I love this kid.  Now he’s playing his playstation and I’m typing this for all of you fine people to read, just waiting for the next round of storms that should be arriving within the next 45 minutes.  Clean underwear already out and ready…

And for the record, I got through ALL of this without a single Xanax!  I AM AWESOME!!  I got this! (With the help of my son of course…)

Until next time…

~Kate… the only 35 year old who still pees her pants when she’s startled.