Humor Helps

Thank God for humor, where would we be without it? Humor turns awkward moments into fond memories and helps to heal wounds, big and small. My mom had an incredible sense of humor, one that I have been lucky enough to adopt. She was always playing tricks and teasing John and I as kids, me especially it seems. This would explain why I'm so much funnier than my brother today. Her life was super blog worthy- so I thought I would share a few especially memorable stories from our time together.

Our Sunday tradition growing up was early service church and then brunch- usually at a local restaurant called Betty's, but occasionally we only made it to McDonald's. One Sunday in particular we ended up at McDonald's and my dad was out of town. John must have been sitting down at a table already because I was the only witness to the events that followed.

Keep in mind, we were close to being regulars at this one particular McDonald's, and this was pre-Super Size Me.

On this particular day the manager was keen on my mom. He gave us unparalleled customer service and stopped his duties just to let my mom know how beautiful he thought she was.

My mother was not good at being complimented and just sort of shrugged it off. Plus, she was a married woman with child.

"No, I'm serious," as he looked her dead in the eye and super serious, "you are really, really beautiful." It was borderline psycho.

I don't remember how my mom explained the encounter to me, but I know that we laughed about it for years. Mostly we laughed about how it's one thing to be told you are beautiful, but something different entirely when the suitor is a manager at McDonald's.