It's Over

Mom and Dad visited this weekend. As per usual, they offered to watch the girls one evening so Brent and I could have a date. We jumped at the chance to see the final Harry Potter movie! It was fabulous!!! A truly magical ending to the series. Afterwards we watched the credits roll while movie theater staff cleaned up the seats around us. When the screen went dark, we realized it really and truly is over. Corny as it may sound, I was sad.

My good friend Leah shared this video from BYU's Divine Comedy which had Brent and I laughing (especially over the guy trying to "stupefy" the library worker chasing after him for stealing the Hedwig-looking taxidermied owl). Enjoy.

LOL!!!

Mormon Mommy Blogs

Brent sent me this article which made me laugh. The writer claims, "I'm a young, feminist atheist who can't bake a cupcake. Why am I addicted to the shiny, happy lives of these women?"

Art Imitating Life

My sister Katrina found this comic strip and passed it along. When I saw it I immediately called Brent and we both had a good laugh. We're having this one printed out and laminated for our fridge! (you may have to click on it to read it clearly)

Does a Former Drill Sergeant Make a Terrible Therapist?

This commercial made me laugh sooooo hard! I don't know if it's my psych background, or how the color yellow could make anyone sad, or how this drill sergeant reminds me of my father (who actually uses terms like "mamby pamby"). My favorite part is when he offers him a tissue and then throws the box across the room.

I'm really just blogging about this so I have a convenient place to watch it over and over.

Like a Racehorse

Does anyone else think they look like they're standing at a urinal?

But this is by far my favorite urinal pic. Makes me laugh every time.

Mormons are supposed to do anything for food?

One of the wonderful perks of having my parents here is they can catch me up on all the random YouTube videos they've seen. I just don't have time to peruse the web like that! Maybe someday when I retire...

This one just put me under.

Need a Laugh?

My sister Whitney sent me this one and I just had to pass it along. My favorite part? "I'll buy almost anything that's shiny and made by Apple." Don't we all know someone like that?

LOL

My very wise brother-in-law Matthew once told me there are layers of humor. The highest form manifests itself in wit which requires a wide range of knowledge on different subjects, the talent for subtlety and an almost esoteric mindset. This is the humor of the educated, the elite, the Mensa-type people. It's caviar-type humor.

The next layer comes with the ability for stories, one-liners, and the more obvious commentary on ironic situations. The humor of the people if you will. Most people like, tell and subscribe to this type of humor. Kind of like Applebees or Olive Garden.

The lowest layer consists of slap-stick comedy, corny knock-knock jokes, blonde jokes, "There's a Jewish rabbi, Catholic priest and Mormon bishop on a..." jokes, etc. This is the Burger King of humor. It doesn't take much intelligence or insight. Anyone can get it although it may garner rolled eyes rather than belly laughs. Why don't blind people go skydiving? Because it scares the dog. Get it? Get it? I think you know what I mean.



While Matthew is of course very witty, I have to confess that I'm among the Neanderthals which falls in that last group. After a looooong week, I love nothing more than to heat up a cheesy pizza, turn on the TV/DVR and watch the latest episode of Wipeout. No matter how frustrating, tiring or irritating the events of my day have been I find myself laughing so hard I can barely talk. Oh how I love those big, red, rubbery balls! I cannot get enough of watching people gingerly jump on to them only to bounce off into the water. The best ones involve "The Motivator" which pushes them from behind. Not that I'm entirely sadistic, I've cheered the 3 times I've seen someone manage to bounce on top of them and make it to the platform on the other side.

Out of the Mouths of Babes

This weekend we hosted Sofie (5) and Seth (4) while their parents are attending the inaguration and perusing the DC housing market. Liesel's loved having them around and Brent and I have been stifling laughs for the random things they say. Here's a sample:

Sofie: Seth, you said you wanted macaroni and cheese and now you're not eating it. What happened there?

We went out in the backyard and played in the completely untouched snow. Sofie hadn't brought her snowboots or snowpants but was having a lot of fun... until she lost her shoe in the snow. I frantically dug and dug in the knee-deep powder until I found it. Once we were inside she took off her wet socks and said,

Sophie: *laughing* When I lost my shoe that was just ridiculous!

Me: I think you (Sofie) look like your dad and you (Seth) look like your Mom.

*long pause*

Seth: My mom doesn't have a Spiderman shirt *motioning to his Spiderman hoodie*

Sofie: Yeah! *confused*

I was feeding Liesel and asked Sofie to bring me a binkie. She ran away and reappeared with the pink binkie we've been searching for three weeks to find.

Me: Sofie! Where did you find that?!? We've been looking EVERYWHERE for it!

Sofie: I can't remember if it was under the crib or under the bed I slept in last night. But it was in that room *points*

Me: THANK YOU! We thought we lost it.

Sofie: *chastizing* You guys really need to have more kids. That way you can find all the stuff you've lost.

Seth: *singing* Nahhh neder de JUNK ba leverda JUNK my BAYBEEE! (His version of Madonna's song Jump, the words of which are 'Get ready to Jump')

LOL

Being married to an accountant comes with it's own brand of humor. These made me laugh:

• Two accountants are in a bank, when armed robbers burst in. While several of the robbers take the money from the tellers, others line the customers, including the accountants, up against a wall, and proceed to take their wallets, watches, etc. While this is going on accountant number one jams something in accountant number two's hand. Without looking down, accountant number two whispers, "What is this?" to which accountant number one replies, "it's that $50 I owe you."
  

• An accountant is having a hard time sleeping and goes to see his doctor. "Doctor, I just can't get to sleep at night.""Have you tried counting sheep?""That's the problem - I make a mistake and then spend three hours trying to find it."
  
• A job interview is in progress, a bright and experienced accountant is interviewing for a position of a CFO. He is being interviewed by the members of board of directors and a CEO. During the interview the CEO suddenly asks: "Tell me, what is seven multiplied by three?" The accountant thinks fast and tells "22." Once the interview is over the accountant goes out, takes out the calculator and finds the answer - 21, disappointed, he goes home. Next morning he gets a call from the CEO, "Hey, you got a job." The accountant is pleasantly surprised. He cannot but ask, "Thank you very much for the job but what about seven multiplied by three?" The CEO tells him - "of all the candidates we interviewed, you came the closest."
  

• A guy in a bar leans over to the guy next to him and says, "Want to hear an accountant joke?"
  The guy next to him replies, "Well, before you tell that joke, you should know that I'm 6 feet tall, 200 pounds, and I'm an accountant. And the guy sitting next to me is 6'2" tall, 225 pounds, and he's an accountant. Now, do you still want to tell that joke?"
  The first guy says, "No, I don't want to have to explain it two times."

Got any other good ones?

Just a Flesh Wound!

Laughed and had to post this in the hopes it would give the three people who read my blog something to smile at too. I love that they used Hilary's real voice.

Have You Seen the One With the Guy and That Other Guy?

Have you ever spent an evening hanging out with some good friends and the conversation flows from Stradivarius to P. Diddy's jet to Nursery politics and the minutes just tick by until before you know it you're watching Internet videos of random things and it's midnight but it's all so funny you just can't stop? This one is for you Scott and Libby.

As Far As It Is Translated Correctly...

This is from Comedy Central's Joke of the Day which I get on my iGoogle reader:

The Pope dies and, naturally, goes to heaven where he's met by a reception committee of angels. After a whirlwind tour, The Pope is told that he can enjoy any of the myriad recreations available. He decides that he wants to read all of the ancient original text of the Holy Scriptures, so he spends the next eon or so learning the languages.

After becoming a linguistic master, he sits down in the library and begins to pour over every version of the Bible, working back from the most recent "Easy Reading" to the original handwritten script.
The angel librarian hears a loud scream, and goes running toward its source only to find the Pope huddled in a chair, shaking and crying. "The R! They left out the R!" "What do you mean?" the angel librarian asks. After collecting his wits, the Pope sobs again, "The word was supposed to be CELEBRATE!"

The Link

Ahhhh the aforementioned link. Thanks Alicia! Chelsea was the one who sent this to me originally and I still think it's hilarious.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=430cwalf5UE&feature=related

Parenting Tip

I got this in a mass email from my Aunt Janet with the title "Why Waste a Temper Tantrum?". I love how even the dog is in on it.

Laughed So Hard, Almost Went Into Labor

Solitude by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

LAUGH, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble enough of it's own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.


Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.


Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.


This link (below) is from a Japanese gameshow. To think how elaborate U.S. gameshows are and here they use nothing more than a rubber band and marshmellows on string which is FAR more entertaining. Come on 3 people who read my blog! This is an official invitation to laugh with me.

Go ahead, click it! I recommend watching all the way to the end because I think the red team's the best. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpg3xM-niVw

When Life Hands You Lemons, Deploy Someone's Airbag

We all have a unique sense of humor and what strikes one person as funny may pass another by. Like the cartoon strip Get Fuzzy. My sister Katrina and I think it's just hilarious but her husband just shakes his head and says it's not his type of humor. Did I happen to mention that his father is a cartoonist so he's probably got better than average sensitivity to cartoon humor? How can you not find a man carrying around a cat in a snugli so he won't scratch you funny? Bizzare.

I also find a discrepancy in my humor tastes when I tell some of my jokes. Like, why don't blind people go skydiving? Because it scares the dog. Sometimes I get a brief pause and a roar of laughter for this one. You have to admit the visual is at least remotely amusing. Other times the person just looks at me like I'm a rack of yard tools on sale at Sears while I hear *cricket* *cricket* echoing loudly throughout the room.

This one I truly think is funny. It was forwarded by a coworker and I've watched it at least a dozen times since then. Am I going crazy or is this pee-your-pants hilarious?