

Below, he is showing = I can't believe I made it.
I Have Learned to Laugh at Myself and Have Shown Others the Humor in Themselves. The point of this blog is to make others laugh or smile within just a minute or two based on something funny that has happened to me in my life. It isn't easy living my life sometimes when things like this keep happening, but you have to laugh and move on! I am working on a book about my life and its comical mess. This blog contains some book teasers. Watch here for book updates!


I was at my aunt's house recently and forgot to bring toothpaste, which was no big deal, because they had some. They told me to look in the drawer of the bathroom in my room. I saw it and put it on the counter for when I was going to brush my teeth. The next time I went to brush my teeth, something did not seem right. The toothpaste was flat and not doing its toothpaste thing, and it kinda burned. Uh oh! I quickly looked at the tube of what I thought was Colgate, and read Cortizone! Yep! I was brushing my teeth with Cortizone. Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! I could not spit it out fast or hard enough. Bleh! I rinsed and I rinsed and it still felt and tasted like it was still there.
How could I have made this mistake? I thought back to when I picked out the toothpaste and it had been under something, but I had seen the red and white tube and the "Co" and assumed the rest was "lgate". I took a photo of the two tubes together and they are alarmingly similar in packaging and it actually was a very easy mistake to make in this perfect storm of events.
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One day, my son and I were talking about alcoholic drinks, as he was of drinking age, and I was telling him about me having gone to the beach a lot when I was his age, and the types of drinks I would get there. I asked him if he had ever had a Sex on the Beach shooter. His response was, "Well, not a shooter, " then he walked away. What the heck?!? You can NOT just say that to your mother then walk away! I quickly chased after him and said, "you had better say more than just that!" He chuckled and said, "Oh, we had a fishbowl of it once at a bar." That was either a good save or an interesting truth. (In retrospect, asking him anything about sex on the beach was not good on my part, but that was the drink I would have.)
Yesterday, I realized one of my "That was so her" moments right after it happened, and thought, "that WAS so me," and smiled. I thought about it for a while and could think of a few others and thought I still have more to live and add to the list.
You know people talk about others after they have passed and say, "that was so him or her"? This is what I am talking about, but I actually realized it for myself in real time. It was pretty cool. We all need to keep living our "that is so us" moments that generate smiles and memories that make this world a better place.
What was my "That was so her" moment the other night? Well, my daughter had asked me to get her a treat and surprise her. I walked into her room with a half eaten pack of cookies and gave it to her telling her that it was her treat. She was really mad and said to forget it; I could have them all! I started laughing and I got her actual treat, a candy bar. This was kind of a two for one thing because my joke was one of my things and also me eating half of the cookies is another thing I do. We both had a good laugh. I did not realize my "that was so me" thing until about 5 minutes after this incident.
I was at the dermatologist the other day talking about skin stuff. Not to be gross, but this detail is very important to the rest of this blog. We were talking about a cyst and I was telling her how hard its shell was. Now, the dermatologist was working on her computer as I was talking, much like my kids looking at their phones while I am talking, and no one ever seems to be listening to me. Just last night, I caught my son totally not listening to me because I said the word 'gutter', which, of course, reminded him of when his bus went in one the day he went on a field trip, and then he was thinking of what field trip it was, and that is how his brain was going as I was trying to relive an event that happened while we were in Colorado.
Ok, back to being in the dermatologist's office...I told her that the shell was so hard that a needle couldn't break through it, and I got no response from her. So I continued talking and then said, "so I had to use a knife, a kitchen knife, a butcher knife really." Still no response from her as she looked at her computer screen. Next, I said, "Actually, I used an axe to break through it." That did get her attention, as she very slowly turned her head my way and looked at me. I smiled and told her I was kidding. She said, "Oh, I thought I was on Candid Camera or something."
A few days ago, my sewer backed up through my basement bathroom and, of course, the sewer alarm was not working. You might say I was having a shitty day. You know how they say shit runs downhill. Well, turns out my week started uphill. After that, things did not get much better...horrible migraine, spider bite....you get the idea.
Lesson Learned - Downhill is not always the best bath!
Isn't it funny, when you are watching shows about paranormal investigations, how the investigators get so scared or shocked when a spirit responds to the their requests? When paranormal teams are trying to communicate with spirits, they are like…"if you are here let us know", and then they hear a bang and they get all freaked out and say, "did you hear that?" or "Wow, what was that?" Duh, it was the confirmation you asked for. What must the spirits be thinking, but how dumb these people are. For instance, the team asks, "if that was you who made that sound, do it again." They hear another sound and the team is shocked yet again, thinking woah, and saying "what was that? Do you think that was the spirits?" Dumba$$, isn’t that why you are here? It will continue like this:
"Is someone here?" Bang…..(shocked) "Did you hear that?; What is your name?" ‘Bill’ ……."Woah, I heard Bill, did you hear Bill? I think it is Bill. We thought you said the name Bill. Is your name Bill?" ….At this point the spirit is rolling his eyes wondering how, that just by being invisible, it made these people start talking to him as if he were a deaf baby. Who is scaring who here? I think the investigators are scaring themselves.
Well, I should have figured this strategy out a long time ago. Kids these days, at least mine, do not care to hear, or about the "because I am your Mom" reason on why they need to do something or why they need to listen to me, so I had to get more creative. It took me several years to come up with one of the basics.....The 10 Commandments! We are Catholic, our kids have attended Catholic school, and we go to church, so this was a good, easy, simple string to pull on, I thought.
I sat my son down, when he was 18, during a difficult time between the two of us and had a discussion. I asked him to recite the 10 Commandments, obviously waiting for him to get to the Commandment of 'Honor Thy Father and Mother'. He started with, as his First Commandment, one that shocked me in many ways...The Right to Bear Arms!! Are you freaking kidding me kid? We both had a big laugh. This was just after the Covid pandemic, so I am going to just chalk it up to that!