Sounds like something I would do. Say a prayer for my checkbook to while you are at it. I'm waiting on a check from selling my gas & oil rights to my property. I pray it comes soon. I'm about broke.
I've been bawling all last night and all day today. Can't seem to stop.
If anything can go wrong, it has since my husband passed.
The lastest is the 32 inch TV that my parents just had to send home with me. The dang thing was in the back of my Jimmy for a week and 2 days and 450 miles.
Of course, everyone promises to come and get things in for me, but no one ever shows up to actually do it. Finally got it in the house and up on top of the armoire. I know that sucker weighed at least 200 pounds. Well, guess what! The damn thing doesn't work. I don't have the remote control or the book. Dad still has them in Indiana and I am in WV. And mailing them to me is just way to much effort when I will be back there in a month. In a month, I may have used the damn thing for target practice!
I had just enough booze in me Tuesday, I should have went with my instincts, backed down a boat ramp and kicked the SOB in the river. Would have been a lot less grief.
I want to just join my husband. It would be so much simplier. No kids, only my parents and the've never been too pleased with the way I live my life.
I'm tired, and bitchy and don't even like being with myself.
And to top it all off, I have to drive to a pool tournament 50 miles away on Saturday. And I haven't been shooting too good lately. And I really didn't want to drive but most of the team has small cars or no air conditioning. Wouldn't be so bad if they helped pay for the gas.
Maybe I'll be able to laugh again later today. I'm usually the one laughing, to keep from crying.
Sherry

Way to go. I laugh at me all the time.

Oil???? I didn't even know my lawnmower had oil in it! Guess I never thought about it. I had never even cut grass before. It was my neighbor who told me to check the oil then came over to show me how and where to check it.

Right on I laugh at myself daily its good for the heart and brings great healing!!!!!

Can't even recall all the dumb things I have done. One that comes to mind was I went to change an outside light that had burned out. So I went to Lowes and bought what I thought was the correct type-a mercury bulb. Got the ladder out, climbed up and switched the bulb out and it started smoking like crazy. I was half afraid to twist it out but did. Lesson learned--it is important to use the correct type bulb. It was a sodium lamp. It ended up burning up the ballister so I had to have an electrician come out and rewire it. Duhhhhh!

I laugh at me all the time trying to do things I've never had to. It is well known by my family that I am a klutz. If it can be done backwards, I will. At first I used to cry, now I laugh at me like I used to. No mechanical ability at all. My son's MIL can do anything! Take care, Sandra

I laugh at myself when I drop something on the floor. My husband was always after me to exersise. I've dropped pills on the floor, once 3 times, and I starting laughing, thinking, OK, I'm bending and stretching. I'ts become a regular thing now.
Paula

I am 60 years old and mowed the lawn for the first time ever! I cried and then laughed at myself. I missed a few spots but all in all it looked OK. But I didn't enjoy one minute of it!

Some may have heard this from another forum....but, one nice Sunday afternoon, I was sitting at my kitchen table, nearby door open to the outside....nice breezes. I was fixing something with some super glue, when all of a sudden, my little yorkie spotted a small rabbit outside and tore off after him. I ran after him...didn't want either one hurt and had flashes of me taking a wild rabbit to the emergency vet on a Sunday. I chased them around the yard, finally catching my yorkie and went to scold him. But my mouth wouldn't work. I had glued my tongue to my lower lip! I just sat down on the porch swing and laughed, wondering how I was gonna get myself out of this one...(It's hard to laugh when your tongue's glued to your lip.)

River, thanks, I needed a good laugh! How in the world did you get it unglued? Take care, Sandra

I too chuckle at myself. I have had some car troubles but they were fixed. When the red brake light stayed on in my car I panicked thinking all kinds of disaster and expense. When I took it to my wonderful garage person, he put a little bit of oil in that "thingy" container under the hood that i didn't even know was there. He kindly didn't say anything nor charge me. I think even God laughs at me sometimes, I can feel it.

I'm blonde -- and yes -- this is a 'blonde' joke; guess it's why my friend sent it to me:

A blonde is trying to start her car; calls the garage mechanic and asks where she should put the 710 in her car...........

Sounds like all you ladies know how to do this already... Nancee

Dumb things I do, but this was before Widowhood so I have no excuse. I went into the State Store and asked for a bottle of
"seven and seven". The guy brought me a bottle of Seagrams 7 without batting and I. I was mortified when I went outside and realized what I had asked for. You can tell I am not a big drinker.. For those who don't not drink I have the Seagrams with Seven-up, therefore the dumb request.

I did the exact same thing with not putting the oil cap back on, and thought that I ruined the mower! Finally found out, that the oil would burn itself off eventurally, but, what a mess.

My latest laugh, is when my washing machine got unbalanced, and walked in front of the door, to the laundry space. Door opens in, and I could barely get my arm in trying to push the washer back, to clear the way. Well, I couldn't get a good grip, and thats my arthritic hand, that swelled up. So, there I was, stuck in the door laughing like a lunatic. Somehow, after quite awhile, I go unstuck, then got a broom handle, to reach further back to push. Now, I leave that dooor open!

Just another little comment from experience: It's not a real good idea to replace the downspout during a downpour. Damp, really, really damp.