tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42476633445378922232026-01-13T21:07:18.594-05:00Stuff to laugh about, even when life sucks. Actually, ESPECIALLY when life sucks.Brennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09652887265851498938noreply@blogger.comBlogger314125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4247663344537892223.post-63748504733317403222018-01-21T16:29:00.000-05:002018-01-21T20:25:58.392-05:00

Over on our Laughing at the Rain youtube channel, The Girl (aka Mermaid) has decided to share her passion for books in a short "book talk!" She created (and edited) the video all on her own and gives you a closer look at at the introductory book in a fascinating series (I'm reading them too!). The story is really interesting for all ages but it's appropriate for middle schoolers and up (5th

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When my daughter was learning to skate at age six or seven, she fell down a lot. Maybe five times each lap around the rink, sometimes maybe every 10 feet of skating. That's a lot of falling. But the funny thing about the falling was that every time she got up, she took off skating just as fast as she did before the fall. There was no caution, no fear, no whining, and no quitting. In fact, when

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About a year ago, Husband backed my car into a wall at my son's school. I was out of town and he sent me a picture of the bashed in bumper with an "Oops, the wall bit your car" message or some such thing (which did not qualify as an apology, I mentioned later). And I've lived with the dent ever since. It's only cosmetic, so while I hate seeing it, it doesn't keep the car from running and it will

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Recently, my kids had some friends over to play. The Girl and the two friends got out all 200(ish) of The Boy's Marvel character statues to have an epic battle in the living room. An extensive amount of time was spent organizing the characters and then selecting each child's "team," which would later be sent into battle against the other teams. One of the boys was painstakingly choosing his team

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The Girl is a very practical child, when she wants to be. Recently, in class, she was asked to choose the three children that she would like to sit next to when the desks are moved into pairs. The teacher stressed that students should write down the names of students with whom they worked best rather than friends. Selecting who you sit next to in second grade.... That's a big deal! The Girl told

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Today I was driving The Girl home from swimming only to find myself stuck in traffic directly in front of The Todd, which is technically known as Todd Couples Superstore.  As you might assume, The Todd sells "adult products," otherwise known as sex stuff. The outside of the building is fairly plain (and windowless, naturally), and would never have caught The Girl's eye except for the

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I love to sing. I don't know why it feels so good, but I love doing it. I find that it improves my mood. It also shakes my kids out of their grumps and funks when necessary. One day, everyone was aggravating me, so I told them I was going to sing all my conversations with them for the foreseeable future. They groaned, but it turned all the grouching into laughter, so it obviously worked. My

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This morning, Husband was looking through the refrigerator and this conversation happened: Husband: We've got these hot dogs in here if you want to cook them for lunch or whatever. Me: But we don't have any buns. Husband: Well, you know, you can still have hot dogs. You don't have to have buns. Me: I don't want none unless you got buns, hon. Husband: That's nice. Me: COME ON! A SIR

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If you know much about Tori Amos, you'll know that her fan base is largely a devoted, lovely bunch of people. They come from all walks of life, from the fellow in the front row in his short sequined evening gown, heels, blond bob, and five o'clock shadow, to the heavily tattooed 30-something-year-old woman, to the enthusiastic mom and her fading-fast-elementary-school-aged son, to the dad and his

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I sat down to work at the YMCA and found this wifi option. I love clever, funny people.

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In case you need help sorting it out.  (The Girl wants to know where the "SMALL STRAWS" sign is.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Check out the Laughing at the Rain store! Now with awesome Border Collie T-shirts as well as images from this blog! http://www.zazzle.com/0brenna0* Use this link when you shop at Amazon and LATR gets paid!   

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So, how much do you think this guy was selling his shaved ices for? Coulda had a much smaller sign.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Check out the Laughing at the Rain store! Now with awesome Border Collie T-shirts as well as images from this blog! http://www.zazzle.com/0brenna0* Use this link when you shop at Amazon and LATR gets paid!   

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Tonight my family went to dinner at Sweet Tomatoes. Three out of the four of us love eating there. The fourth, not so much. And the fourth has a really loud mouth. But today I got an email that said that, for the next four days, Sweet Tomatoes is having a nacho bar. Yes, that's right. Nachos. Make your own. Unlimited. This sounded like something that would entice The Fourth. Said child made it

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I was just reading through this blog and I thought I'd remind you about some of the funnier stand-alone entries. At least, right now in my sleep-deprived, Saturday afternoon state, they seem pretty hilarious. Your mileage may vary. I don’t understand people who park on sidewalks http://laughingattherain.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-understand-people-who-park-on.html A relaxing Thanksgiving

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It may be that this blog will just start featuring the occasionally amusing conversations that Husband and I tend to have. Here's this afternoon's: Husband: What time are you supposed to leave for your appointment? Me: Five minutes ago. Husband: Oh, so you're right on time then. For the record, I did make it there on time.

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I've been having to baby my shoulder for the last six months thanks to rotator cuff tendinitis that just won't go away. What tends to happen is that it gets better, I gently use it, then it's entirely effed up again. So now I'm trying to just not use it much at all (except at physical therapy) while I take steroids and generally just complain. I bought a new bag of dog food this week and I

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This morning, The Girl, who is a rarely-absent, never-tardy, model student, had a dental appointment. The dentist only seals molars in the mornings, so there was no way to avoid missing school. Since the appointment was at 9 and school starts at 8, it seemed silly for me to drop her off at 7:30, drive all the way out to The Boy's school to drop him off at 8:15, then pass the dentist on my way

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Apparently the folks at my local movie theater don't have any faith in the intelligence of jaw breaker lovers. They felt the need to explain the meaning of $1.00. The sad thing is, I think they had to explain how you make a dollar out of coins because people were probably trying to jam dollar bills in the coin slot.  Morons are everywhere. Check out the Laughing

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No offense to you running folk but this, this CRACKS ME UP. Can't read the fine print? My attitude EXACTLY. Check out the Laughing at the Rain store! Now with awesome Border Collie T-shirts as well as images from this blog! http://www.zazzle.com/0brenna0* Use this link when you shop at Amazon and LATR gets paid!   Amazon.com. Click here to shop! Dog people: 

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The kids and I accompanied my parents on a trip to Lowe's today. My children were goofing around in the store and I, current candidate for Parent of the Year, was ignoring them because their "harmless" game wasn't bothering any other shoppers and it allowed me to examine the nuances between 16 similarly colored bathroom faucets.  The goofing got a little wilder and then The Boy said, "

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Can you find the critter in this picture? Here he is! Pretty good camouflage, right? If you are going to shop on Amazon.com for Christmas, please start your shopping expedition here: Amazon.com. Click here to shop! Laughing at the Rain gets paid a percentage of everything you buy when you start at this link. Thanks!

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As you may remember,  at my all-too-frequent visits to the urologist for my bladder disease,  Interstitial Cystitis, I like to make my urine sample cups more amusing by writing notes or drawing pictures on them. Here is the latest.... It says, "This isn't a trick but it's not a treat either." Shop with Laughing at the Rain and help support the blog. It's easy! Here's how:

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I just found this in my facebook timeline. Not as a joke... this was a legitimate posting and a for-real response. You know, I can't even gripe about the run-on sentence here. It's just too much. ****************************************************************************** Have you checked out the Laughing at the Rain store lately? Now with awesome

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Have a GREAT weekend! (Someone is really enjoying my new computer.) ****************************************************************************** Have you checked out the Laughing at the Rain store lately? Now with awesome Border Collie T-shirts! http://www.zazzle.com/0brenna0* Help support Laughing at the Rain by using the links below when you shop: Amazon.com. Click here to shop!

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My new computer came with this camera app that my daughter is thoroughly enjoying. My family has gotten a lot of laughs out of it, which probably says something about our intellect (or lack thereof). She took this one on her own and left it for me to see. ****************************************************************************** Have you checked out the Laughing at the Rain store lately?

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