Infuse laughter. No matter what occurs.
Whether it be a friendly tease. An embarrassing moment. Or somebody's lame
joke. Infuse laughter, anyway. For
cracking up always, always, always lifts one's spirits!! "Laughter is the best medicine"!! I am progressively
beginning to learn this truth. Honestly?
I can be so serious sometimes during such cases as a friendly tease, or an
embarrassing moment!! But I am working
on that. Slowly.... Throughout the
Summer months, our neighbors' tree drops something prickly. I am not certain
what, but it is tiny and thorny. One afternoon, I was walking Rose. Suddenly,
sans warning, she began to limp. My heart
stopped. "Are you limping?!" I asked Rose as though she could
answer me. Common sense immediately replaced panic. I then checked Rose's
troublesome paw, hoping to find something. And
there it was. A dropping from our neighbors' tree. Stuck in Rose's paw!! Poor
baby!! I gently pulled it out. No blood, and Rose's limp stopped!! Immediately!! What a huge sigh of relief!! After that
experience, we started to avoid
passing our neighbors' house. So. To
create a little fun, we began
running--full-speed!!--across the
street. Downhill. On loose gravel. While
wearing baby blue crock-like shoes. Plus, Rose is securely attached to my
right wrist!! Yikes!! This all equals a dangerous risk of falling
for someone like me who is clumsy!! Had my sometimes irrational
mind even thought about that? Yes. Because I will never forget last
November, when I was running, full speed, on a curve, while wearing navy blue
crock-like shoes, in our muddy backyard. Why?
Because I crashed, my right leg buckled under, and something popped!! I cringe just remembering that!! I could have broken my leg, ankle and foot.... All at once!! Oh, it hurt like no other injury that I have ever
experienced!! And, I've sprained both ankles, dislocated a knee, tried to throw
out my right arm--three times during one
year!!--so, I know pain. I tolerate pain!! But my psych refuses to forget that agonizing pain after
making impact with our muddy backyard. Gravity.
You cannot break the laws of physics, as my Dad always says. Well. I am hard to break!! Trust me on that one. This theory has
been tested!! Repeatedly. And, the
injury? It was bad. Really, really bad.
But, I can now flex my knee sans difficulty. Point all five toes without sharp
pain. And, although I still
experience occasional leg/foot/heel discomfort, I'm long recovered!! Anyway.
Returning to my story. Okay. One
morning, Rose and I partook in our dangerous-yet-fun high-speed dash across a
downhill street of loose gravel, this nervous expression written across my
face, the primary goal being not to collapse. Don't fall, don't fall, don't fall, don't fall!! And, suddenly, with
little warning, I lost my left
crock-like shoe!! That's right. Lost
it!! Like Cinderella with her magical glass slipper!! It fell off--still-attached
heel strap and all--in the middle of our street!! "Aaah!!" I
squealed. Obviously, I was caught completely off guard!! Then, with this
bewildered expression on my face, I stared at the crock-like shoe for a few
fleeting seconds. Finally, I crossed our street to retrieve it. Rose always anticipated
these runs. But I oft wonder if she knows the truth about me: I am weird
and crazy!! I slipped the crock-like shoe back on. I crossed back over
toward a neighbor's sidewalk. And then, I laughed!!
What else was there to do? I infused laughter!! I have zero idea, exactly,
how my crock-like shoe slipped off.... Or why it happened again during our next
run!! So. For our third dash across the street, I had a
plan: Outsmart my shoe!! Prior to
running, during lovely Autumn weather, I slipped them both off. And, crock-like
shoes in my left hand, I ran. With dangerous abandon!! The bottoms of my
feet stung a bit afterward, but that
was worth it!! Absolutely!! I then
walked on sidewalk, feeling its rough cement upon my bare feet. Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!!
I wore a self-satisfactory cock-eyed smirk across my face. So what if I am
weird and crazy....?
6 comments:
I always love your posts, feel like i'm joining you for your outings, and I suppose I'm weird and crazy too :-)
Stacey....
Thanks for the comment!!
I am glad that you feel as though you're joining me on our outings!! ;-D
Everybody is weird and crazy.... Some a bit more than others!! ;op
SHE doesn't run. That's why we take so many off-the-lead walks...so WE can run.
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
LOL! She LOVES you, she doesn't think you are weird or crazy. She's like, "YAY, now I get to RUN RUN RUN!!"
Daisy, Bella & Roxy....
Thank-you for the comment!!
That's nice. For you!! Not that I am complaining, but, Rose is a Beagle mix. Should I allow her to roam free, she'd run off and I would never see my girl again!! ;op
finnhoward....
Thank-you for the comment!!
Awww.... You're sweet!! But. I am weird and crazy!! What bright canine cannot see that?! Hee, hee, hee.... ;op
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