I love to laugh. Out loud. ‘Til tears stream and and my nose resembles a leaky faucet. The contagious kind of laughter that involuntarily affects anyone who sees or hears you, so that they, too, must join in, regardless of whether they know its origin or reason. Surely laughter is one of the greatest of all endorphine releases and I am certain it is one of God’s most generous gifts to man.
Last night I had one of those laughs, and given my Pulitzer prize-winning investigative reporting, it was nothing short of chocolate icing on the proverbial chocolate cake.
During Thomas’ basketball practice, we decided to grab a quick bite at Chick-Fil-A and run a few errands (including the Target run). Rachel and Stephen found a table, loaded up on straws, napkins and a gazillion ketchup packets (we really should tip somebody). While Tad was paying, I took our drinks to the table, then returned to the counter to pick up the rest of our ord
er. The customer behind us had apparently already placed his order, and at the exact moment I walked up, I heard him say, “Can I have some Pomeranian sauce with that?”
(I’m giggling right now just thinking about it.)
OF COURSE I had to ask, “Excuse me…but did I just hear you ask for POMERANIAN SAUCE??!” And he said, “Yes, I guess my mind’s on my dogs. They’re in the car.” I politely inquired as to whether they were Pomeranians.
“No, they’re Pekinese.” (snort silently, RESTRAIN YOURSELF WOMAN, NOW!!!)
I quickly replied that I needed to know where his car was so I could warn his poor animals as to what he had in mind. I had Hannibal Lechter thoughts but with dogs, which is just about as gross. Unless you live somewhere very far from here in a country where dogs and horses aren’t exactly pets.
The cashier kept a straight face as she handed over the Polynesian sauce. She almost seemed like she didn’t notice, but my mocking and condescending incredulous look must have given her a head’s up. Who knows, maybe she hears this line all the time.
As I came back and recounted the story to Tad and the kids, they joined in the gigglefest–I could barely re-tell the conversation between snorts & snot & tears (oh, my!). Except, this time, I’m afraid they were laughing AT me, not WITH me.
Honestly, I don’t care which…and even though I’m not a smoker, I almost needed a cigarette;).
LOVE LOVE LOVE a great laugh.
I don’t get them nearly enough, but Pomeranian sauce would have sent me into the same fit you had;)
No, you’re right. That is funny. I actually laughed out loud when I read Pomeranian sauce! I’ve never heard of Polynesian sauce, I just figured he wanted ketchup for his hot dog 😉
btw, Pomeranians are one of my favourite dogs.
yes….pomeranian sauce. I did start laughing. I had not heard of polynesian sauce either but it made it even funnier…
Kelly, great minds…..;)
WT, I’ve added pics, I KNOW you’ll like ’em:).
Claudia, “Polynesian” sauce, for some bizarre reason, makes me think of “rich, Corinthian leather”. Convoluted mind, I guess.
You are a hoot :). I like a good laughter too…I sometimes start laughing about silly stuff. We just watched the “Cars” movie – too funny in places and I laughed in some spots that made me cry…
Have a wonderful weekend.
Found you via Iris and love the header here. Smiled all through your post.
FUNNY!!! Love the story 😉 When I hear my best friend snort while laughing, makes me laugh harder.
ohhhohhhhohohoh…
was he thinking about walking his dog.
I know you’ll get it Robin
ah and then there’s the whole Lucille Ball doing a Pekinese impression that would have had you all rolling on the floor if you knew about it;)
LOVE IT! I wish I could have heard you laughing too – especially if it was the kind of laugh that brought tears to your eyes!
I love the picture of the Pomeranian!! they are so cute…little fluffballs.
I love those kind of laughs!! Especially at the expense of someone else! 🙂
love love love love! Love that kind of laughter!
It’s usually me laughing with tears and my family looking at me like I’m nuts.
Some people laugh through their noses, sounding something like this…
judge not 😉
Too funny! I’ve never even heard of Polynesian sauce (OR Pomeranians!) We don’t have anything like it up here, and given our proximity to HI, you’d think it would be popular, wouldn’t you????
P.S. What’s up with your test blogs???
Bonjour mes amies :). First, to answer e-mom, the test blogs are courtesy of Peter (Willowtree). Looks like Bloglines can no longer read my feeds, something’s gone haywire on my template (that’s why it doesn’t look like I’ve updated since sometime last week). He did some tinkering around to get to the bottom of it, I wonder if a “thank you” apple pie will make the trip down under…I’m sure he’d prefer a bottle of whiskey, but I can’t make that from scratch.
Where are you e-mom? I can’t believe you’ve heard of neither (have you heard of Chick-fil-a?).
LOL anon, me likey when someone pays attention;).
Heather, channeling Miss Poppins, are we?
Vicki, but you know, and I know, we have the most fun! 😀
Amanda, I’ll take ’em (like that) any way I can get ’em :).
I agree, Claudia, there’s nothing much cuter than a spunky Pomeranian.
Karmyn, somehow I think we could seriously laugh until we cried if we ever hooked up….
Malissa, are you for real?? She’s in a class by herself. Love her!!
Pamela…..You, my dear, have a gift. OF COURSE I’m on your page (lol).
Debs, good to see ya, and yeah, I agree…nothing much better than laughing with a friend who totally gets the “why” of it.
Vicki, WELCOME! Any friend of Iris’ is a friend of mine :). Glad to have shared a smile w/a newbie!
Iris, my kids saw Cars and loved it, but I missed it :/…I think we might see it again around Christmas, so I’m curious at the obviously sentimental parts, now, thanks to you.
HILARIOUS! I just did the same kind of thing this week. I said to my mom, “I was just talking to God….I mean Dad…” She almost peed in her pants!
susan – that’s fantastic!!
That might just give your dad a complex…! (grinning)
That almost is as funny as reading cards on the Hallmark aisle at the store. Cracks me up everytime. I don’t care who sees.
Yes Lucille Ball did a pekinese impression and it was hilarious. I guess I can’t tell you what episode though.
Nope, until you, I’d not heard of
Chick-fil-a either. We’re truly depraved up here in the Northwest.
Lol, but have you heard of AZTECA Mexican food???? We frequent the place on Saturday nights. My husband orders the same thing over and over… two chicken enchilades with flour tortillas, smothered with cheese. I like the stuffed chile relenos with a side of guacamole.
BUT, we broke out of the mold last weekend and went to a fantastic seafood restaurant called Ray’s Boathouse. I ordered crabcakes (with lemon/garlic green beans), and my other half had halibut… to die for!!! No salads, no soup just the entres, and we split a creme brule for dessert (sprinkled with pomegranate seeds… how cool is that?)
As for the dogs, well, I confess I’m a cat person. So I’ve learned something(s) here, my friend! Wonderful thing about blogging, isn’t it? :~)
You need to read Truett Cathey’s story (founder of Chick-fil-a), e-mom. He’s a modern-day hero, if you ask me. Nope, haven’t heard of AZTECA, but my hubster has a love-thang for Mexican… Your seafood dinner sounded FABULOSO from start to FINISH! I can’t imagine what a pomegranate seed tastes like, but me likey creme brulee.
I’ve always said “Blogging is educational!” :).
Oh that was wonderful!
This re-read had whole new meaning to me because we rented the most recent superman movie last night.
The “We’rent their two?” little dog thing had me rolling my eyes.
He, he, I understand that it was hard for you not to l o l !
Came by through the Chicks thing today to read another side-splitting snot-slingling story from the bare-foot wonder woman… I have never heard of Polynesian sauce. I have heard of “Whatthishere” sauce, though and if I knew how to correctly spell it, I would. You’ll just have to figure that one out.
Oh.My.Heck, I say as I wipe the tears from my face. That was too funny! I was sitting here laughing, literally out loud and McD was wanting to know what was so darn funny. Oh, wow. I think it is funny because I love polynesian sauce from Chick-fil-a. At school we have one in our student union and we eat there all the time. I always get the polynesian sauce for my fries. YUM! Now I won’t be able to order it with a straight face.
Then your comments were hilarious too. Thanks! I needed a good laugh. Studying is just too serious.
That is so funny! At least you were concerned about the dogs!
Here from the BC Carnival.
Oh Robin…Pomeranian sauce isn’t made for eating pomeranians. It’s made *from* pomeranians.
Hee!
Chick-fil-A?!? That alone has me rolling! That there would be a place called Chick-fil-A. And that people would actually eat there!
I’m almost surprised they didn’t have a Pomeranian sauce.
How funny. I had these visions of dropping a Pomeranian in a blender. You are probably too young to remember Dan Ackroyd on Saturday Night Live doing Bass-O-matic. It was a parody of all the slice and dice commercials.
Here from BC
ok, you still crack me up, Robin 🙂