Just give me Jesus!

I have a reputation for doing some pretty dumb stuff, like gluing two of my fingers together recently and then having to soak them in polish remover for 20 minutes to regain my freedom. (I'd tell you that during those 20 minutes I imagined a trip to the ER for surgery which would remove fingerprints, make my teaching credentials null and void, and leave me with no viable source of income, but then you would definitely worry about me. So, I won't.)

In another one of my "stupid animal tricks," I had to take my car into Car Toys to remove a cd that was stuck inside the player. Turns out it was stuck alright, but not inside the player! I had the durn thing stuck in the slot above the cd player - you know, - between the player and the dashboard. (I reminded the guy removing it that I was paying him $25.00 so he didn't need to go back inside and tell everyone he worked with.)

Before returning to Car Toys again this past week with another annoying cd playing issue, I asked my friend, Donald, to take a look at it. (Donald, like Gene, can fix almost anything, but right now Gene is in Arizona and I am in Oregon.)

Donald got a flashlight, some kind of tweezer-like thing from his toolbox, and then squeezed his 6' lanky body into the front seat of my little Escort. And then guess what? Would you believe this was another "operator error?" (I know. You're as shocked as I was . . . or not.)

Turns out I am only allowed to insert one cd at a time, and I had two crammed in there. Who makes these rules up anyway? 

And Donald, being the gentleman he is, did all this without once giving me the look I paid $25.00 for the last time I had problems!

I'd like to be able to tell you my children are shocked when these things happens, but I can't. Instead, they're more likely to question What will Mom do next?

It gets worse. Not only do I habitually do this kind of thing, I brag about it, as well! The way I look at it is, If this makes me laugh, why wouldn't it make other people? The guy who took my 25 bucks sure had a hard time keeping his face straight!

So, after telling my friend, Linda Z, about this, I added, "I've told God He can take everything He wants from me, but please, could He leave my sense of humor."

Then, she, being the wiser of two woman countered. "And your faith. You mean your sense of humor and your faith. Right?"

Whoa! She got that right. I can go just about anywhere and do anything, with just those two ingredients. I know. I still need to steer clear of all forms of technology, but otherwise, just give me Jesus and a good laugh anytime!

Laughter is good medicine. Proverbs 17:22