PAINFUL LAUGHTER

It was cold this morning; hot coffee was more than welcome this morning.

I still had yesterday’s fingernail polish on … and it looked nick-free, so I left it on this morning; and chose clothing, and makeup, that would work with it 😉

Totally Green Eye Palate, today - with 'Deep Green' Mascara; 'Coral Ember' Creme Blush, & 'Coral Crave' Lipgloss.

Lt. Green for browline, Green for lid and lower lash line; Dk. Green for upper lash line. 'Auburn' Brow Gel & 'Millennial Pink' Lash Primer - this is good stuff ;-)

I don’t think this blouse will go back into my closet; I like it, and it’s comfortable – but it’s too short. The shoes gotta go, too; they pinch the toes ☹

Ready to slay the Day.

My phone told me that snow was forecasted for Tuesday, or Thursday; and it felt like it was in the air, as I slid into of the driver’s seat this morning.

BRRR!

I listened to Christmas music all the way to my Monday Meeting … and really liked the Trans-Siberian Orchestra medley of Christmas tunes 😊

Trans-Siberian Orchestra – ‘Christmas Eve’: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MHioIlbnS_A)

Parking the Highlander and stepping out to gather my meeting stuff … I felt ice in the drizzle; I was pretty certain it was snowing at the higher elevation of my immediate location.

I was glad the coffee pot had been switched on, inside the building 😉

I drank my coffee, and watched the dancing leaves in the Fallscape outside the windows, while waiting for everyone else to arrive.

Mr. Complication was there, too; and there was no complicated fallout from last night’s let down text. I’m glad our friendship remains intact.

Today’s discussion topic was joyful living – and how laughter can change the way one experiences life around them … and that led to two family members sharing two stories about country life, and a family friend they grew up around.

I was proud of the way everyone is embracing joy, and adding more laughter into their life experiences: it does make a big difference in perceived {view} in relation to immediate life unfolding. Hard times will still come down the pike and wind up at your front gate – but, those hard times don’t have to dump stress in your life if you can determine to allow laughter to soften the sharp edges 😉

After the meeting, while we were sitting around chit-chatting (relationship building), someone brought up seeing deer and elk … and that started the ball rolling with those afore mentioned people. Both stories involve the same crazy fella – and these two’s eyewitness accounts. #1 Story was about how this guy wanted to make sure he bagged a deer during hunting season; so, he dosed himself heavily with doe urine, and waited. In no time, he was scented by a big buck who physically attacked him and I’ll just let your imagination go where it will go with that (I was laughing so hard, my sides literally ached); those two said the guy was pretty roughed up: I marveled that he wasn’t mauled to death, and that he actually escaped and lived to talk about it. And he never did bag a deer that year. He never used doe urine again, either. #2 Story was about how this same guy rescued a male elk fawn, took it home, and raised it in a fenced pen to full size. When it was full size (they are roughly the same size as a horse – I’ve seen one up close and personal: they are H.U.G.E.), the guy decided he would ride it like a horse: he told his wife to film the event from the upstairs window of their home. So, he slaps a saddle on its back and climbs the fence to get on it – grabbing it by the horns as he settles into the saddle. The elk is not hep on this happening … it snorts, bucks, and in desperation – turns its head and spears the guy’s thigh with its horn prong. His wife screams – and he shouts: “Don’t stop filming! Don’t stop filming!” Eventually he’s off the elk, and his leg is tended to; and again, he lived to talk about it.

That’s country life. That’s why this country girl likes country life. County folk, who live off the beaten track, have to make their own entertainment … and some country folk are just crazy enough to take the “fun” to the {n^th limit} 😊

I couldn’t stop laughing as they were telling the stories. It is redneck comedy at its best – Jeff Foxworthy has nothing that can even come close.

Those two telling the stories say they have pictures and film of the elk riding event: I can’t wait to see it!

Painful laughter is great medicine for the soul.

Passing over Fall Creek Road, on my way home, it started snowing! A few days early, and more icy slush that actual snowflakes … but it was definitely snowing.

SNOW on Fall Creek Road!

I’m going to spend the evening with a lapghan spread across my lap to keep my toes warm – read some more chapters in Clive’s The Mayan Secrets – and hope tomorrow goes as good as today 😊

I am still laughing, just thinking on those hilarious deer and elk stories!