Looking for a Laugh

I have a lot of sadness in my life right now, with my Step dad, Ed, slowly losing his battle with brain cancer, and my former mother-in-law, Mary Kate, battling various health issues of her own. Just this week we learned Ed may only be with us for another two weeks to two months. And Mary Kate just came home from a week long hospital stay where she was being treated for breathing difficulties and trying to get her blood sugar regulated. Since she has come home this week, she told me her left lung is not working barely at all anymore, and she is struggling to breath with the remaining one.

While all this sadness is occurring, I find a laugh where I can find it. Luckily, my husband is a character, and he is always doing crazy stuff that makes me laugh. And my kids always keep me smiling. Even the cats do things that make me smile and giggle. One night, when a storm raged outside and Courage and I huddled in the basement - just in case a tornado touched down - we laughed hysterically at the things she wrote in her kindergarten yearbook. And when Arthur calls me to tell me about the antics of my three grandkitties, well, that is another source of laughter!

At work, I have been so busy with my new position, that I've barely had time to smile, what less laugh, but I still have managed to get in some chuckles. I especially have fun with names of people receiving traffic tickets.

I can't stop being amazed at the creativeness some mother's have in naming their children. I am not going to mention any of these names, because you might know some of these people...or BE one of these people, and I don't want to offend anyone!

But there is one name I cannot help but share with you.

This past week a co-worker came to me with a traffic ticket, a ticket for speeding. He was doing about 20 miles over the speed limit. My friend was laughing and she said you won't believe who got a speeding ticket!

I looked at the ticket and at first I didn't get it...on traffic tickets, the last name is listed first, followed by the first name. I read the name in this order and it didn't really hit me till I looked down at his signature at the bottom of the ticket.

Speedy Gonzales.

I kid you not, a Hispanic male, by the name of Speedy Gonzales, got a speeding ticket.

I couldn't help but smile at the thought of a Hispanic mother naming her child after perhaps her favorite cartoon character from her childhood????

Yeah...I got my laugh for the day!