You’ve got to laugh a little, cry a little, until the clouds roll by a little cuz that’s the glory of life (no, I know it’s supposed to be love but for the sake of this blog…).  Went out this evening to celebrate with my littlest bro and his wife for her birthday.  After dinner, we drove down the the infamous 37th Street in Austin where our Hyde Park brethren and sisters usually go all out decorating up their homes, yards and even motorcycles with Christmas lights. They haven’t all kicked into the season just yet, but there were some good ones to enjoy.   Then we meandered up 15th Street to Old Enfield and took in some of the sites there.

On the way home, my sister-in-law wanted to share with us the great idea for a job/career that my brother could do and we knew it would be something good by the way he had started trying to get her to quiet down.  As it turned out, there was a happy little jingle that went with it that she sang and then I sang it too, only I got the major point of the jingle all wrong which put us all into laughing fits.  And of course, no laughing fit party is complete unless you keep doing that thing that made the group laugh in the first place, again, only while laughing.  My stomach still hurts, but boy do I feel good.

Last week I was inspired to create a video that could be acted out by me, my husband and a good friend.  The net-net is to make the viewer laugh at whatever monster is in the middle of their life sucking that is all the air out of it. Like in the movie, “Beasts of the Southern Wild” when little 6-year old Hushpuppy faces the mighty Aurochs who have escaped from the melting ice caps.  In the end she faces them and they bow down to her with respect for her courage.  That’s what it takes for us to be able to laugh in spite of the beasts in our lives.  So that maybe then we can make them a kind of friend…sort of.

So just remember in this life, sometimes we do get to cry a lot but we also got to laugh, just a little.