Well, I just have to post one more video of Jeanne Robertson. And I have to be honest: I had never heard of a Pashmina until I saw this video. I thought everybody where I come from just wore shawls. But, then, lo and behold, when I told my sister about this video, I discovered that she knew all about pashminas — and even had one. Maybe I should explain that I’m not exactly a hermit, but I do tend to keep to myself a lot …… 🙂
Rarely have I laughed so hard as when I’ve listened to Jeanne Robertson. And knowing that all of her stories are true makes them even more funny. After all, life really is funny a lot of the time, and as long as we are willing to ‘let our hair down’ enough to laugh out loud at those experiences, we can glean the healing and health available to us in that laughter.
A VESSEL OF STERLING
While browsing antique shops, I made a great find!
Unearthed a rare treasure. Never saw one in kind.
An elegant bowl, with a handle and lid;
Beneath so much tarnish, it’s true beauty hid.
Though black with the ages, I hugged it to me;
I paid the man gladly and danced home with glee.
Polished and rubbed to a radiant glow,
On party buffet my prize purchase would show.
It gleamed and it glowed, holding punch the next day,
When – horror of horrors – I heard a guest say:
“Heaven help us! Is this the best silver you’ve got?
I’ll not drink my punch from an old chamber pot!”
This is one of my favorite Don Knotts scenes from the Andy Griffith Show. I’ve loved this show since I was a kid, and I have more than 200 episodes in my own collection. I just watched this segment again today, and I’ll bet you a month’s salary that you can’t watch it all the way through without laughing out loud.
Of course, I should add that since I’m a freelance writer, my salary isn’t always the same every month. Sometimes it’s a lot, and sometimes its zero. So don’t waste your time trying to win the bet. It isn’t worth it. Just go ahead and laugh out loud. 🙂
THE FOOT TEST
I know in this old world, it’s sad, but true:
Emotional relationships can fail.
And marriages, though formerly ’til death,
Now change as fast as color on the nails.
But I’m convinced our troth will still endure.
I’m sure of you as you are sure of me.
I know because we’re comfortable together
When on the same footstool we prop our feet.
What better test of faithfulness and trust,
Than doffing shoes and bravely baring toes.
Our feet look comfy, happy, and complete,
And for commitment’s sake we hold our nose.