I bought the DVD Death at a Funeral to watch while Lauren was home on leave. I told her a little about the movie, and then she asked who was in it.
NICOLE
The only people I can think of that you'd know are "Steve the Pirate" from Dodgeball [Alan Tudyk] and Peter Dinklage from The Station Agent.
LAUREN
Peter who?
NICOLE
Peter Dinklage. He also played the "angry elf" in Elf.
LAUREN
Why does he play a dwarf in all the movies?
As soon as she said it--and I nearly crashed the truck, laughing--she tried to clarify her question. But it was too late; she knew it was going to end up here.
LAUREN
You have to explain it! You have to tell people what I meant to say!
NICOLE
Oh, no. They'll know what you meant. But what you said is so much funnier.
LAUREN
Thanks a lot, Mom.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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When Lauren was in high school, she had a collection of pins on her backpack. I added one that said, "My mother is a goddess." She found it a few days later.
Ah, glory days.
Ah, glory days.
And the World Laughs with You
The beautiful thing about approaching life with a sense of humor is that you never know when you might brighten a stranger's day.
A few nights ago, four of us sat at the large community table in a local restaurant. Lauren and I engaged in our typical jabs at one another even as we visited with friends.
Midway through our meal, a woman sat down next to our party and quietly contemplated her iced tea. She seemed to be working on her powers of invisibility, as though she had been stood up and hoped nobody noticed.
As our group was winding down, Lauren left to use the restroom, leaving her lip balm on the table. (She is addicted to ChapStick and the like. Seriously. Addicted.)
Suzin said, "You should salt her ChapStick," which I promptly did.
The woman next to us could remain invisible no longer. She watched me cover the tip with salt, press it in, and carefully replace the lid. She laughed even as she avoided eye contact.
When Lauren returned to the table, four of us waited for the payoff. It might have been a full minute before she pulled off the cap and started to put the salted stuff on her lips.
We all laughed as Lauren said, "What the?" and inspected the lip balm. She laughed, too, as she shook her head and wiped off the salt with her napkin. And I gave credit to Suzin when Lauren said, "Good one."
After we left the restaurant, Lauren agreed that the laugh at her expense might have been just what the woman at our table needed.
I hope so.
A few nights ago, four of us sat at the large community table in a local restaurant. Lauren and I engaged in our typical jabs at one another even as we visited with friends.
Midway through our meal, a woman sat down next to our party and quietly contemplated her iced tea. She seemed to be working on her powers of invisibility, as though she had been stood up and hoped nobody noticed.
As our group was winding down, Lauren left to use the restroom, leaving her lip balm on the table. (She is addicted to ChapStick and the like. Seriously. Addicted.)
Suzin said, "You should salt her ChapStick," which I promptly did.
The woman next to us could remain invisible no longer. She watched me cover the tip with salt, press it in, and carefully replace the lid. She laughed even as she avoided eye contact.
When Lauren returned to the table, four of us waited for the payoff. It might have been a full minute before she pulled off the cap and started to put the salted stuff on her lips.
We all laughed as Lauren said, "What the?" and inspected the lip balm. She laughed, too, as she shook her head and wiped off the salt with her napkin. And I gave credit to Suzin when Lauren said, "Good one."
After we left the restaurant, Lauren agreed that the laugh at her expense might have been just what the woman at our table needed.
I hope so.
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