My Whoopee Cushion Jeans

One day last week I had to go to College Town
and run some errands. I found myself at Kohl's doing
a little looking around (I really need to do some
shopping! You know how it is after you have a baby
--it seems like the only things that fit and look good
are things that you can't possibly nurse in
without completely undressing---sigh).

So picture this....it's me and Baby J in the stroller
and we are strolling through the store. We were
in the ladies clothes looking around. I had my purse
on my shoulder and when it would start to fall off
I would kind of shrug my shoulder in that way
that made the straps of my bag slide back up on my shoulder.
Well, I was wearing this pair of blue jeans that has
these metal buttons on each of the back pockets.

When I was stooped over looking at clothes on the
lower level and I had to do the shrug thing
to keep my bag from fall off my shoulder
(I hope you are following this),
the bottom of my purse would encounter
one of those buttons.
It would kind of drag across the button.

And there would be this noise.

Like a whoopee cushion.


I didn't notice it at first.
I was just looking at clothes.
I did notice this woman give me this strange look one time
and I wondered what her problem was.
And then the next time the bag and the button made contact
and I heard that like noise, I thought of what it sounded like.

And then I thought of what that woman must have thought.
And it was so funny to me.
I laughed out loud in the store.
I was a walking whoopee cushion.

Never be surprised if you see me laughing
at a time or place that makes absolutely no sense at all.
It doesn't take much to get me started,
especially if I'm in that laughy mood.
I saw this button one time that said
"I'm the type of girl who will burst into laughter
about something that happened yesterday."
That is SO me.
And it might be about something that happened last year.
Or ten years ago.

This morning on the way to our home school co-op I thought of a little joke and I just burst into laughter. The kids kept saying, "What, Mama? What's so funny?" And I don't know why it cracked me up SO MUCH, but it did. It wasn't a joke I wanted to tell my small kids--and it's such a dumb joke, but it made me laugh more than once today.

I will leave you with this joke.

You can roll your eyes as you move on to your next blog.


Question: What did the midget say at the AA meeting?

Answer: I think I'm a little drunk.

Please tell me you at least smiled.