Some Quick Laughs to Brighten You Day

Wanna Laugh?  

Let’s See if Any of These Do the Trick!

Make Me Laugh If you are like me, you love to laugh. I love the quick and funny ones that are so silly you can’t help but laugh. 

Here are a few to help brighten you day….


Q: What has holes but never spills water?

A: A Sponge


Q: What does the grape say when smashed?

A: Nothing, just gives a little whine


Q: “Why did the blonde tip-toe past the medicine cabinet? 

A: She didn’t want to wake up the sleeping pills.”


Q: Why can’t your nose be 12 inches long

A: Then it would be a foot!


Q: How do you turn soup into gold?

A: Add twenty four carrots


Q: What type of shoes are made from bananas?

A: Slippers


Q: Did you hear the one about the roof?

A: I’m sure it was over your head


Q: What did the judge say when the skunk walked into court?

A: Odor in the court!


Q: Why are math books always sad?

A: They have way too many problems


Q: What did the stamp say to the envelope?

A: Stick with me kid, and we will go places!


Hope one or two make you laugh!

Feel free to share some of your favorite jokes! 

~~~till we laugh again~~~




Is Laughter the Best Medicine?

Laughter is the Best Medicine


A friend sent this to my Facebook Page and I wanted to share it with some thoughts.

I 100% believe laughter is the best medicine. 

Don’t believe me, just try to not stay mad or upset after a good laugh.

If you can, it is because you fought hard to bring those feelings back.

Let them go.

After a good laugh, you think more clearly.

The pain hurts much less.

Your pants might be a little wet…but I digress.

Just know that Laughing is the

Best Medicine in the World!!



And if you are laughing for no reason? 

Don’t worry about it. It just means you have a trip coming soon to a nice padded room with lots of bumpers.

Make Me Laugh

~~~till we laugh again~~~

Texting on the Toilet Can be Dangerous

Damn Toilet! 


Ever over hear a conversation and just want to bust up laughing but you know if you did it would give away that you were listening?

I went to get my morning ice tea and overheard the following conversation this guy was having with a I presume a friend on the other end of his phone. (At least I’d hope it was a friend due to the nature of the conversation).

“Dude, you aren’t gonna believe this! I was sitting on the toilet texting my girl. I guess I was there for way to long. When I got up my legs were so numb and next thing I knew I was on the ground….

Nah dude, I did get my pants up first!”

Texting on the Toilet

OMG, got to love it!  Maybe he was trained at an early age like this kid…

Kid on Toilet 2


Have a great week everyone!


~~Till We Laugh Again~~

Do You Sneeze for Odd Reasons?

I Sneeze After Ice Cream

Ok, I have a quirk that is getting worse. It is my sneezing. And after I share this, you will realize why I am not normal (not that I ever claimed to be).

Most people sneeze to clean out foreign objects that get trapped in their nose hairs. Not me. (well, maybe occasionally)

For  the longest time, I rarely sneezed. It seemed the only time I did was when would go out for ice cream. Leaving the cooler building into the warm air would almost immediately start a sneeze attack. I assumed it had to do with the cold and warm colliding and forcing a ninja fight in my nose until one over took  the other.

Now that I own an ice cream store, I’ve come to realize how naive I was. Silly girl. It had nothing to do with the warm air (although that did feel good walking into the warm air).  You know what it was?

I’m freaking allergic to ice cream! I sneeze when I eat it. Period. Especially if I have soft serve. And not just 1 or 2 sneezes. Or maybe you are a tri-sneezer.  Oh no. I have to sneeze like 7 or 8 times. And not little sneezes either. Big ones that hurt sometimes. The kids that work for me, just shake their head. They say “bless you” like once or twice then give up on me since they know I’m not done yet. They yell at me when I go to eat it, since A) I will sneeze and B) I usually don’t feel good afterwards even though I only have a small scoop.

Yep, my favorite thing in the world has turned against me.  It is a sad day in the neighborhood for sure.   🙁

To make it worse, over the last year, if I eat to fast, I start to sneeze. Huh?? How and why did this start? I just can’t do a polite burp and get it over with. Oh no, I have to be odd and start sneezing.

I’m telling you, my body is making up for rarely sneezing early on in my life. This getting old stuff sucks.  LOL.

So, it begs the questions…..

Do you sneeze for odd reasons?    And do you have a pattern with how many times you sneeze?

HERE IS AN UPDATE:  Looks like I sneeze now when I eat. Check out this updated post PART 2 of SNEEZING


~~~till we laugh again~~~




Ramblings of Nothingness

Honey SmacksSo I’m sitting here knowing I need to do a post to keep my record going and I’m at a loss of what is funny. Been a long day and still more to go.

I could give you a visual of me sitting here eating Honey Smacks cereal as I stare. That is pretty funny. Not really, only funny if I miss my mouth and milk drools down my chin. (oh you know you have done it too!)

Ok, I could tell you about me having jelly legs this morning as I actually got up to 260 steps on my stair stepper. Hey don’t laugh, a week ago I only lasted 100. Sad huh? But hey, every little bit helps towards being healthier. I know what you are thinking….. I do really….. You are thinking that I really shouldn’t be eating those Honey Smacks.

At least not for dinner.

Or I could tell you about how I have 50 million (ok, I might exaggerate – 40 million) things to do yet I sit here trying to be funny with the milk drooling down my chin. Thank god I have a shirt sleeve to wipe it on.

But in the end, I will have to hope this little rambling of nothingness is sufficient enough for at least a chuckle for your daily laugh. I promise to come up with a better one tomorrow. At least one that doesn’t involve a cereal with a  Frog on it.

PS.  What’s really funny is I’m eating Honey Smacks at my store, not even at home in the kitchen. But I guess it is better than me eating ice cream. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to push myself that extra 15 seconds on the stair stepper and get to 275 steps tonight when I get home.

PSS. Not sure why Honey Smacks either, I’m a Flintstones Cocoa Pebbles kinda gal. I wonder if the checker at the store switched them when  I wasn’t looking. Probably the bag boy, they can be shifty you know.

Oh well, off to knock out at least 10 million of those things before I leave tonight


~~~Till we laugh again~~~


Smiles / Laughs / Inspiration from Twitter

I’m not sure how many of you have ever looked at Twitter or have a Twitter account. But if you don’t, you are missing some cute little tid bits. Things that will make you smile or laugh. It’s not just about what celebrities will say. There are quite a few folks out there just sending random thoughts or things that make you go hummm.

I thought for today’s smile / laugh or even inspiration, I’d pull up a few of these 140 characters or less tidbits to share. Some are funny, some will make you smile and some will remind you to do either.

So in no particular order, these few stood out to me from the past couple of hours

  • Some times one of the hardest things to do is controlling your laughter at serious moments (I so struggle with this one – LOL)
  • They keep saying the right person will come along, I think mine got hit by a truck
  • Yes, I sing in my car. Yes, I see you staring at me. No, I do not care.
  • My mom thinks my friends are bad influences. but honestly, I’m usually the one coming up with the ideas.
  • It’s really awkward and embarrassing when you accidentally spit on the person you are talking
  • No one will manufacture a lock without a key. Similarly, God won’t give you problems without solutions.
  • That awkward moment when you’re trying to end a conversation and the other person won’t stop talking.
  • When someone says Never-mind – it really means —  You were too stupid to understand the first time, so I give up trying to explain it.
  • Best friends: They know how stupid you are and still choose to be seen with you in public.
  • The awkward moment when you think someones waving at you but theyre not so you run your fingers through your hair & pretend nothing happened
  • Are you always this stupid or are you making a special effort today
  • The awkward moment when you tell people a funny story and no one laughs so you cover yourself up by saying, “you had to be there”.
  • I’m not an alcoholic ..alcoholics go to meetings. I’m a drunk, we go to parties!
  • I’m never sure what to do with my eyes when I’m at the dentist. Do I close them? Do I stare at his face? Do I look at the ceiling?
  • We all have three lives: public, private, and secret.
  • No matter how old you are, when a little kid gives you a Toy Phone and says its for you, You answer it
  • Just because I’m not talking, doesn’t mean I’m in a bad mood. Sometimes I just like being quiet.
  • Dear Family: Thanks for putting an empty box of cereal back in the cabinet. Now I can have a bowl of disappointment for breakfast.
  • I’m not lazy, I’m on energy saving mode.
  • Hippos kill more humans annually than lions, crocodiles or snakes.
  • One thing I learn about life: It’s not something to survive. It’s something to live
  • Tears are not a sign of weakness, but proof that you are human and that you care

Hope you liked some of them. Like I said, you don’t have to really talk to people or engage, but sometimes they are just good for small laughs or inspiration throughout the day.   I even added this to Twitter @Laugh365Days

~~~till we laugh agian~~~

Are You Addicted to Words for Friends?

I have a confession. Yes, I am addicted. But I am probably not as addicted as you new people.  Been there done that, got the T-shirt.

I started playing Words for Friends months and months ago. A friend got me playing when it was just starting to take off. He and I had like 10 games going between us.Then when Facebook opened it up, new “friends” just started to discover what we had known. Next thing I knew, I maxed out to 20 games. So many friends, so little space to add new games.

I’m pretty competitive and in the beginning I hated losing to my friend who played Scrabble competitively. You know the type, the ones that use words you have never heard of? I mean really… Who uses the word QI? or ZOYSIA?

But one thing I am good at is picking up words. Especially those little suckers I can remember like HAJ or SUQ and score big!.

  • So I thought I’d list a few of the things I’ve learned and pass them along to you new folks joining the Words for Friends Revolution

5 Things I’ve learned from Playing Words for Friends…

  • I never thought I’d be waking up at 4am  just to play a vocabulary game (I mean go to the bathroom)
  • You will grow from 1 game with your friend to 3 in a matter of days since neither of you will think the other one hit the Rematch button
  • Your friends and family will never play fast enough for you. What are they doing???  How dare they have a job, a life, better things to do???!! damn them!
  • Not all friends and family are created equal – You have several groups you will play against
    • The Word Game Challenged – You know the ones with the good decent words but no game play. It kills me not to take advantage of those open Triple Plays… It is such a tease!  But in the end, the game will end before it gets half way if I have 400 points and they have 100 and we still have 24 tiles to go
    • The Dang, How did you get Better Group – These folks grew out of the first group and started making me work for my win. My competitiveness comes out – Oh no you aren’t getting ahead of me by 20 points….. It really is a sickness….
    • The Ones who MUST be using Cheats for Friends – I mean really. If you are semi close to me and you start whipping out words I know you can’t even pronounce never mind spell, you either have a smart mouse in your pocket or little help going on. Or how about the ones that always have a 7 letter word to play? Not cheating my behind…
    • The Smart Ones – the Readers – Yes, those that actually read books and know words with more than one syllable. They will frustrate you. But I promise, they teach you new words so you can whip other peoples butts. You many not learn the meaning, but you will know how many points you can get!
  • That I would delay going to bed until I cleared my board only to find 1 or 2 of my friends refuse to sleep until they are cleared as well and we both end up staying up an extra hour or two playing a stupid vocabulary game!  (sorry, got a little riled up there)

Finally, there is Hanging with Friends. Yea, not so good at this one. You may not be able to beat me on Words for Friends but you can demolish me on this one. If I had a spell checker I might be ok. But it is only about words. Not so much up my alley. I think that is why I like Words for Friends and Scrabble. I like the strategy of them. I love blocking your moves. But hanging, I’m lucky if I get the word – BUTTER. I just can’t see the words. It is sad.

Well, if you haven’t started playing this obsession cuz you are too busy tending to your Farm(ville) I can say it is an excellent thinking game that will challenge you. I promise you will learn new words that you can amaze your friends with. Kind of like stupid pet tricks.

And if you want start this addiction, come find me either on Facebook or using my screen name – tadams4u. I’m always up to a new game.   😛


~~~~till we laugh again~~~

Didn’t Know if I Should Cry or Laugh

I’ve written in the past about how laughter helps us get through some tough times. Today, I didn’t know if I should cry or laugh. I choose to laugh. But trust me, there really was nothing to laugh about. But I tried to find the smallest thing to latch on to to help me through the shock.

Let me explain.

Long story short, I had a house I flipped and carried the loan. It was an “as is” home that I bought dirt cheap and could make a small amount on. Mid summer the person stopped paying so I had to foreclose on the house and take it back.

Today, was my first time being able to head to the house and assess the damage so I could put it back on the market again. The windows were boarded up and you could see there must have been a fire from the burn on the some of the rafters. However, from walking around the house, the walls and the roof seemed to be fine from what we could see. So we scratched our head and began to take the plywood off the door. Imagine my surprise to discover, the pictures you are seeing.

OMG were the only words that could come out my mouth. The outside that looked pretty decent, was masking a home that was burnt to a crisp on the inside. Yes, that is the roof missing. The only part of the roof we couldn’t see from the outside. If I wasn’t sure I walked in to the same house you never could convince me.

All I could think was, OMG. What on earth am I going to do? Walking room to room and realizing nothing is salvageable.

This is the point where my handyman and I just started to laugh. I’m sure you are like “huhhhhh???”  Nothing funny here.

You see, this house has a history with him and I. Four years ago I got it dirt cheap. The family that lived in it lost it in foreclosure themselves. They then let the kids run wild and tag the whole house. Graffiti everywhere, ripped out the cabinets, bash the lights so glass everywhere, you name it. So it went to the top 3 of trashed houses that day. Actually our #2. (One day I’ll tell you about our #1 which is now the new #2 as this fire became the new #1 – follow all that?)

Anyways, we just started talking about what we have been through with this house and how it is the gift that keeps on giving. To be honest, the only thing that would have topped this house from the first go around, would have been a fire.

I’m still not sure what I’m going to do, as I have several options that I will not bore you with, but the point was I could have taken this situation one of several ways. I could have easily cried, it was so sad. The feeling of what am I going to do is very overwhelming as you all know. But that feeling will not help me solve the situation. But by laughing, it put me in a better frame of mind to go with the rest of the day.

So, just remember, when faced with do you cry or laugh, laughing can help you through. And if you are a crier, that’s fine, but just know that just because some of us laugh, it doesn’t mean we aren’t feeling the same pain. We all handle it in our own way.


~~~till we laugh again~~~~


Don’t Laugh at the Girl on the Orange Bike – Part II

The Orange Torture Machine

Earlier this month I shared that I was hitting the sidewalks with my Orange bike (Don’t Laugh at the Girl on the Orange Bike). Well, it’s been nine days and I’m still alive and better yet, I’m still pedaling.

Ok, to be honest, I’m pedaling every other day. But hey, it has still been 6 times more than I have the last 9 years. So that is a win.

I have even adventured further than 100 yards from my starting location. Amazing, I know. Yep, I have now managed to not pass out for about 3 miles. I haven’t really measured it with a tape measure, but I’m pretty sure I’m close. And yes, I can even do the whole thing with out stopping now. Unless you count when my water bottle dropped out my pocket and I had to pick it up. (And no, I didn’t do it on purpose just to breathe).

And in case you are wondering, the seat still freaking hurts. Does the butt ever get use to this torture device? I may keep pedaling but I also keep shifting. Or maybe those body parts just become numb over time. Who knows.

So the ride starts off easy enough. I have a path I take in the housing development behind my store. I zig zag through the streets taking in all the foreclosure signs and wonder if anyone will move in before Labor Day (not really, but I do look at the signs). Then I weave past the park and see the birdies eating all the Cheerios that the kids in strollers through out while mom was walking them in their strollers (awe, those were the days – when we all had personal chauffeurs) .

As I pass the park, I’m excited to realize I’m half way there and it’s all down hill. Not really down hill cause it actually is pretty straight then up a small hill. As I approach this one section I see some folks standing outside a garage and pointing at me. Is it me or the Orange Machine? How dare they make fun of me! Then I realize they are just waiving to the lady behind me. Darn neighborly love.

Any how, I turn the bend out of the subdivision and realize the while the stretch back isn’t far it has two big problems. A) I’m truly at the farthest point from my final destination (straight shot back) and this is not the place to pass out.  And B) I now have to go up hill.  Shoot me know….

So like we do when we pedal up hills, we think by pushing on our upper leg with our hand it will help the pedals turn. (AHH HAA Moment – that’s where that bruise came from).  I dodge the cars pulling into the gas station, avoid the mom’s dropping their kids off at day care (I picture them telling their kids as they point at me that this is why they must not drink so much soda).  Then through the McDonald’s parking lot (DON”T LOOK TAMMY) and over a few speed bumps (why I don’t go around them? I like the roller coaster ride effect I guess). Finally pulling up to the back door of my desitination.

I stand there huffing and puffing a few minutes on my jelly legs trying not to look like that person on Biggest Loser who always falls down on the treadmill.

And believe it our not… I feel great because I survived another trip!  Maybe fresh air brain washes us. Not sure.

I’ll update you again in a few weeks. If I stop writing one day, check the newspaper or news for a girl passed out on the grass laying next to an Orange bike – It might be me.

~~~~till we laugh again~~~

Fun with Fido…

A few years ago I bought someone I cared for a little tiny stuffed dog and named it Fido.

Later that year, this person had to spend a few months away from home to help their mom who had been hurt in an accident.

So while they were away Fido and I thought we would send pictures from home to help with a daily smile.

Here are a few of the pictures I took.

As you can see, it was just something fun. I encourage you to do something similar for someone you know that could use a smile.

I had a blast doing it and wish I would have kept it going.

Maybe I can start it up again.

Hmm, wonder where Fido is now?  Here Fido, Fido….. Now where is that fluffy sucker hiding…..



Yep, hiding in a cup….. Silly dog….

~~~~till we laugh again~~~

Are You Afraid of Clowns?

Yesterday I showed my Clown Cone Army. Then that got me to thinking about Coulrophobia or the fear of clowns. (Don’t worry, I didn’t know it was called that either until I looked it up).

We make a few cakes with clowns on them and I’ve seen people start to freak out just seeing them sitting on the cake. It’s kind of odd to watch. I’m not the type to pass judgement. One would guess that they either had a terrible childhood memory of the circus or watched too many horror flicks. Granted, there are some scary looking clowns out there. (And that doesn’t even include Heath Ledger in Batman).       

But then again, I’m sure everyone has a fear of something that seems innocent to another. It’s just odd with clowns since they are suppose to conjure up fun and laughter not fear and hatred. Why else would they be associated with kid parties? (unless your momma just wanted to torture you – I knew she didn’t like you).

But I will admit, that eons ago in a land far far away (circa 1982 or so) my brother and I went to clown school as kids. We learned how to paint our faces, went to goodwill for some over sized clothes and got to dress up and entertain a few times. It seemed like fun at the time. However, shortly there after we hung up our size 22 shoes and red nose and moved on to other things.

So if you are one of the folks terrified of clowns, sorry If my clown cone army freaked you out. But the good news is, you get to bite their heads off to get revenge. Or at least stab them with a spoon. Or even better, let them melt and laugh at them.   😀

And to those of you that make fun of our little Coulrophobia friends. Just remember, you were probably the same ones that screamed like a little girl when you saw the black cats a few days ago on Friday the 13th. Hey, we all have our hang ups….

~~~till we laugh again~~~

Beware of the Clown Cone Army

Beware of the Clown Cone Army

Beware of the Clown Cone Army! They will attack you when you aren’t looking. Sure they smile but it’s what is behind the smile that is scary….  Ok, just kidding.

Althoughhhhhh, some people are afraid of clowns. Sounds like a good topic for another day. But for today. I just wanted to show you something that makes me smile every time I see it.

We make clown cones (Ice cream with icing). And we tend to do them in batches. When they are done, before they get their lids, I LOVE opening our freezer and seeing them all bright and colorful staring at me. Makes me laugh all day. So I thought I would share.

Hope they make you smile as well. And if they freak you out and you have nightmares….. OOPS! MY BAD….

Maybe tomorrow we will discuss the fear of Clowns….


~~~Till we laugh again~~~~