I know we all have moments
that stick in our minds. I have 5
that we call my laughing stories.
Every single time I think about them I laugh hysterically. No one else thinks they are as funny as
I do. Never could understand why! Every once in a while I think of them
and can’t remember all of them.
Today I decided to write about them so I won’t have to call my children
and ask them what they are anymore.
I know that’s pathetic, but I truly had to call them both today for help.
1. These can’t be in chronological order because this
story is number one and always will be!
So here goes!
When I was in college I had a
friend who told me this story. Let
me make it clear I wasn’t any part of it but I have laughed my head off every
time I think of it ever since.
My friend was taking an
astronomy class. It had to meet at
night because they had to be able to see the stars. They met at the football field and the teacher would point
out different things for them to observe.
(I am laughing while I type this!)
He said everything was fine at first because the weather was warm and
the evenings beautiful. What makes
me laugh is that when the weather got cold they were walking around in a circle
trying to keep warm. The teacher
would be talking away and they were totally ignoring him. If someone tried to stop and look up and see what the teacher was talking about they would shove him and tell him to keep moving! All they were doing was walk in a
circle and try to keep warm! (I
have tears in my eyes from laughing.
Just ask my kids, they will verify that I laugh myself silly over this
story. They don’t get it.)
2. This next one happened when I was in college,
too. I WAS part of this one. I was in an operetta, a musical, and an
opera when I was at SWOSU. I
especially enjoyed being in “The King and I”. It has nothing to do really with my part. (I had the glory of being wife
#9.) During one scene of the play
the people of Siam put on an evening of entertainment for visitors from
England. All of the “wives” came
out and sat down on the floor on our feet to sing our parts in “Small House of
Uncle Thomas”. Night after night
at rehearsal my feet went to sleep sitting that way.
The stage was pretty dark for
this scene because the spotlight was on the main character. There were people who ran across the
stage carrying rachets and other sound effect makers. These people were totally dressed in black so that they
wouldn’t be so noticeable. They
even had on black hoods that had eye holes cut in them.
What happened next was purely
accidental. The first night of the
performance I decided that since I was on the end no one would notice if I
didn’t sit on my feet. I curved
them to the right behind me and everything seemed fine. My dear friend, Woody Leonard, was
running across with a rachet. He
had to do such a quick change into this costume that they didn’t get the hood
on right. The eye holes were to
the side but they couldn’t take time to fix it. He just had to put up with it. I know you can guess what happened. As he ran past me he tripped over my
foot and fell off stage right.
(Time out to laugh!) Thankfully
he wasn’t hurt. I felt terrible
about it even though I thought it was so funny.
The next night when it came
time to perform this number I decided I had to sit on my feet! So I did! Here came Woody again.
You can just imagine! He
tripped over me again and fell exactly the way he had done the night
before. This time all of the
“wives” were laughing out loud on stage.
Even our director was laughing.
I was totally innocent this time.
What makes this even funnier
to me is that night after night when we rehearsed this number, he never once
tripped over me, not even at the dress rehearsals. Then it happened in both performances! (No one else tripped over me, just
Woody.)
3. This story happened when I was in high school. I, as you can imagine, dearly loved
being in the choir. I sang soprano
in those days. My friend, Gayle,
sang alto. We sat sopranos,
basses, tenors, altos so she was clear across a large room from me. I know it’s hard to imagine but I was
turned around talking to someone behind me when I heard Mr. Marsh yell “Francy
Smudrick”! I turned around ready
for him to scold me.
Instead, he said “Gayle wants
you”! She had been trying to get
my attention. Then he made her
stand up and ask me her question.
All she wanted to know was if I planned to go the ballgame that
night. She was so mad and still
gets mad when I bring it up. I get
to laugh about this when someone mentions it in front of her. Yes, people in choir remember it.
4. This one happened at Karl’s Ideal Grocery store. The kids and I were in the checkout
lane when one of the checkers yelled “Ow – that shocked me!” He was messing with something plugged
into a socket. Then he turned to
his friend who was also a checker and said “You touch it”. His friend looked at him and said “I’m
not touching it if it shocked you.”
They just stood there and we started laughing. I haven’t stopped since.
5. Nearly everyone in my
family, except me, is a dog lover.
When we had family get-togethers at mom & dad’s house someone always
had their dog with them. My
sister, Joyce, and her daughters have always had “frou-frou” dogs, as I call
them. Several of us were sitting
around the table when my younger sister, Betty, bent over and picked up one of
the dogs. She was holding it up
close to her face cooing with it and then it happened. The dog stuck his tongue down her
throat. If it had happened to me
(which it NEVER will) I would have gagged out. In this case I laughed myself silly and still do every time
I think of it!
6. I think I will have to
have a number 6. Last year’s story
of my birthday trip to Dallas makes us all laugh.
Nicholas says that now they don't even have to mention the actual story. You can just yell "one" and I start laughing. Sad, but true!
Nicholas says that now they don't even have to mention the actual story. You can just yell "one" and I start laughing. Sad, but true!