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Kicks and Giggles

20 Jan

Anybody else think January tends to be a bit anticlimactic? After all the rushing and anticipation of the holidays the body just sort of chills out and lets all defenses down. That’s normally great and all, except when your immunities are down and you catch a cold. Bummer, right? Oh well, I am feeling much better and I do think being positive has helped. While on the mend, I’ve been visiting some humor websites that definitely put a smile on my face. Laughing really can change your whole day and isn’t it even better when someone’s laugh is funnier than the joke? My brother has a laugh that could put a hyena to shame. No matter where he is in the house, we all smile when we hear it. Here are a couple sites that can bring on the laughs. Have a wonderful weekend!

  • Pinterest– humor section: A lil’ bit of everything. Something’s sure to strike your fancy.

Keep looking 'til you find it. So funny.

  •  Fyouautocorrect: Because it’s a grammarian’s worst nightmare, but also kinda funny. Only when it happens to someone else, of course.
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Tina Fey

14 Nov

I think I’m like a lot of people when I like something, sometimes I can pin point why and other times it’s a complete surprise. Tina Fey was a surprise. I’ve never really been one for SNL so she never caught my eye. I have Nicole to thank for bringing her into my life. It started with 30 Rock and I just finished her memoir, Bossypants.

 

It is hilarious. I haven’t laughed so hard in a while. She explains her life exactly how you would expect a comic to lay out their joke. It covers every aspect from her childhood (her transition from awkward child to awkward teen), professional life (SNL, 30 Rock, and how how weird magazine shoots are) and personal drama (work vs. babies) with appropriate wit.  I actually read half this book a while ago and decidedly slowed down because i didn’t want to finish it too soon- It’s that easy to be sucked in to her funny ways. I don’t wanna spoil too much,  so instead I’ll share something that’s been circling the internet for a while (but it’s also in the book). It’s Tina Fey’s Prayer for her daughter.

Tina Fey's Prayer for her Daughter

“First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender

haunches. May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.

When the Crystal Meth is offered, may she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half And stick with Beer. Guide her, protect

her when crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the

subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country

roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or

anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on

any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age. Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can

make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes And not have to wear high heels. What would that

be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit. May she play

the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.

Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen.Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood

is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait. O Lord, break

the Internet forever, that she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers And the online marketing campaign for Rape

Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed. And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the

strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it. And should she

choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once

exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back. “My mother did this for me once,” she will

realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does

each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God

eyes.

Amen.”