I doubt there’s anyone here in the US who couldn’t use a good laugh right now. Beween Covid-19 and some serious cases of cabin fever and the upcoming election, we’re being inundated on all sides with bad and worse news. I keep waiting for someone to start yelling “The sky is falling!” Oh, wait, Neil Degrasse Tyson already did. So, if you’re like me, you’ve been looking for something to make you laugh. I realized just how much I needed it when, late last night–okay, really early this morning–I read a scene in Kathleen Brooks’ newest book, Broken Shadows. It was not only laugh out loud funny but so funny I was stifling my laughs in my pillow so I didn’t wake up the household.
Picture it if you will. A knitting club that meets in a room at the church. The club consists of young and old women. Oh, and a hot federal agent–male. At this particular meeting, newcomers to town are in attendance. But this isn’t your usual sort of knitting club. The grannies here aren’t knitting granny squares and sweaters. Nope. Not at all. They are knitting penises!
Oh, they claim they are pot holders or wine bottle covers, but they are still penises all the same. And the hot guy? He’s knitting nipples. Not bottle nipples but a baby cap that forms a nipple on top. Why? So his sister-in-law can nurse her soon-to-be-born baby in public and not get in trouble. All the onlookers will see is her knitted breast an nipple.
Then there’s the granny who’s pissed off because her daughter-in-law wouldn’t let her decide what she wanted her grandson to call her. DIL decided she should be called gaga. So the grandma takes great pleasure in getting back at DIL. First, she taught the grandson to call his cat “pussy” and she laughs gaily at the thought of him standing outside and calling for his pussy, much to his mother’s chagrin.
But it gets better. When she looked after the boy because mom and dad needed a night out (I would too. The kid sounds like a terror. He got up in the middle of the night, found the glue and glitter and applied the same to the walls. Then he went back to bed and slept the sleep of angels until his mother’s scream woke him. Before she could get mad, he admitted he did it because he loved her. Yes, that’s me snickering again.)
Anyway, back to what grandma did this time. She taught the boy all about penises and vaginas. Now the boy very obviously takes after grandma. He waited to reveal his new knowledge until he was out in public with his mama. Then, where everyone could hear him, he pointed to several women and said loudly “Vaginas!”. Not long after that he saw some teenaged boys and shouted “Penis!”
As any parent can tell you, kids always choose the worst time to do something like this. And, yes, the mother deserved it, bless her heart.
Remember, this is just one chapter in the book. There are other gems spread throughout it. It was exactly the mix of mystery and humor I needed.
I’ve also realized I am trolling Youtube more lately, looking for things to make me laugh. Everything from clips from Whose Line Is It Anyway (thankfully still politically incorrect) to old Carol Burnett Show clips, I go there when I want to laugh. It’s helped keep my at the keyboard and writing. Here’s one of my favorites.
Now that I’ve had my laugh this morning, I need to find more coffee and finish the final read through of Cat’s Paw. before uploading the publication file. Release day is Tuesday, assuming nothing untoward happens.
But help a gal out. What are you doing right now for laughs?