A Cat That Knows Her Bounds (and tests them anyway)

Because of my asthma, none of my cats are allowed near my pillows, and they know it.

Woodstock is Faith's comfort animal, and she drags him everywhere.

As I started to snap a photo of the evidence to show the kids...

...Faith rushed up with this photo bomb, 

and then hurried to remove the evidence.

I hope you're smiling - and that the smile continues the rest of today.

By the way (and you'd thought I'd forgotten), the BryonySeries Holiday Book Sale ends tomorrow.

For every $5 of books purchased, you will receive a $1 coupon to The Book Market in Crest Hill. If you live out of the area, consider buying anyway and donating your credits to a child in need to further the cause of literacy.

For details, visit bryonyseries.com/promotions.

Laugh

I never realized how much we laughed, until I had recently had hernia surgery.

My twenty-year-old son Timothy, especially, can find humor in everyday situations, to the extent that I often had to send him out of the room because laughing post-surgery really hurt.

I am convinced, though, that part of our family's ability to survive grim events is because we poke hilarious fun at our circumstances, whatever they may be. Some of our jokes are very strange, so I won't quote anything here, but...

Everyone finds something funny. If you haven't had a good laugh in awhile and life is looking a little gray, maybe you're long overdue. Resources abound, especially online, so give yourself permission for a hearty laugh today.