Okay, here is my concern. I think I may have broken the part in me that makes me laugh out loud. Seriously, I don't know what happened to it. While I must admit I have never been one that does the great big, from the bowels of the deep horselaugh, I still can do a chuckle and depending on the company, a real pants wetting episode of giggles, but lately I have been reading blogs that other commenters state were so funny that they couldn't breathe. And yet here I would sit reading funny stuff and maybe, on a good day, a little smile would find it's way to the front of my face. Now don't misunderstand me, I do feel the warming sensation that comes with a funny tidbit or two and I do feel that sense of well being that accompanies a fine well-written funny grouping of words, I just don't express it openly.
But all is not lost, my dear friend Elaine emailed me an article written by Dave Barry about Colonoscopies and I not only smiled, I laughed right out loud. Oh my! What does that say about me and my tainted sense of humor? Wait, don't answer that, I don't really want to know.