You So Funny, Mr Grizzly Adams

If there is one thing I love about my husband, it’s the way he makes me laugh. Now, he can also make me not laugh, like when he is being a pig-headed ignoramous…but that’s not what this is about. It’s about how he makes me laugh. Sometimes it’s the things he says; sometimes it’s the way he looks; sometimes it’s the terrible jokes he tells and then says something like “I am just like my father” (which by the way also makes me laugh because even if no one else thinks his dad’s jokes are funny, I normally do).

Sometimes it’s the funny things he does on a dare. We love to bet each other to do stupid stuff and we love to dare each other to do even more ridiculous stuff. Normally a bet would consist of something silly like the time Mike bet me lunch that I wouldn’t wear my camo shorts that I bought in the men’s section at Target with my unmatching camo shirt that I got when I worked at Legacy. Oh, and did I forget to mention that I had to wear it to small group in front of all my friends? He almost had me convinced to wear knee high striped socks with my cowboy boots…with the camo. I got all dressed up, socks and boots included, came out of the bedroom and Mike said that it was too much with the socks and boots. YOU THINK? That got me laughing. The socks and boots were too much? Not the camo men’s shorts that are WAY too big and the unmatching camo shirt from a former employer? I could not stop laughing. And then I had to walk down the street dressed in that get-up to small group, which was around the corner. The things I will do for a free lunch. I should be ashamed.

One time he asked me if I thought that he should grow out a mustache. Oh yes, I do. I think a mustache is a great idea. It looked like the boys in middle school that don’t shave yet, but almost need to. It was hilarious! And he went out in public like that. Everytime we would leave a place, we would die laughing and wonder if the people inside were laughing as hard as we were. (And as hard as I am laughing now just thinking about it. Seriously, tears are streaming down my face.)



He grew out a fu man chu once for a friend’s wedding. What was he thinking? Probably that it would get a good laugh out of me. And it did. He made it the whole weekend with that thing. Everytime I looked at him I would start giggling. I couldn't stop.

These are all entertaining stories that you can think about for the rest of the day. But I wanted to leave you a little bit of a visual as well. Mike was growing his hair out once, and he loved to put his hair in a samari ponytail. I love it. I can’t stop laughing!!!!!