It is not often that you get the chance to laugh so hard that you can't breathe.
But, when it happens, it is usually memorable.
Case in point, recently, my mom has foraged into the facebook world. Now, for the most part, this has been a positive experience. She has found long lost friends and distant relatives. I am happy that she has been able to reconnect.
But, imagine my shock when I recently read a posting from her. It was a particularly serious posting, but, mom ended it with an easily recognizable lol abbreviation.
"Lol?!?" I thought to myself. "That wasn't funny. What was mom thinking?"
Needing some backup, I consulted hubs. I read him the post with the offending lol at the end then asked, "Hon, am I missing something? Is that funny?"
He looked up from his typing long enough to utter, "Nope."
"Well, what do you think?"
He paused, then fired. "I think your mom has menopause. Don't question it. Just go with it."
I chuckled and took his advice.
Things went along for awhile with no mentions of lol's or the like until one day I read my mom's facebook post. It read, (and this is a direct quote) "Sorry to all my fb friends . . . for 6 months I thought lol meant lots of love. Somebody send me Texting for Dummies."
The lightbulb clicked on and instantly, I understood.
And laughed. Out loud.
Poor mom. Thinking that she was sending out lots of love, mom told my aunt that broke her 2 legs . . . lol. She told my relative that lost her job . . . lol. Mom even told the priest at her church "thank you" and then followed it with, you guessed it, lol.
I am betting that these people did not, in fact, laugh out loud.
But, I sure did.
Thanks mom, for all of the laughs . . . out loud and otherwise.
********And for more adventures with mom and her insufficient abbreviating skills, return tomorrow. I have a doozy of a memoir!