Saturday, November 08, 2008
Humor is in the Eye of the Beholder
I have been blessed to grow up in a family with a keen sense of humor. Whenever I start a new job there is always a tiny fear that they might not "get" my sense of humor. So far I have been fortunate. Although every cloud has not had a silver lining the love and support in my family with humor mixed in has seen us through so much. I am truly grateful to have been gifted with my sense of humor, and nothing is more satisfying then when others "get" it.
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Ain't that the truth! We tend to grab hold of those people and never let go.
Your Grandmother loved humor more than you Grandfather. She was liked at parties because she had funny stories to tell. She bought joke books and magazines for material. I believe we can all trace our love of humor to her.
Wow. I remember the joke books at Grandma's house. I haven't thought about those in years.
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