Tuesday, May 4, 2010

05.04 GIGGLES

Giggles. Sometimes, my mother gets them. They come in spurts and uncontrollable fits. Sometimes they spray wine through nostrils. Other times, they cause choking laughter. Most of the time, I don't get it. Judy has a sense of humour that is crass, goofy and inconsistent with her usual manner. Generally, her giggles need excusing and explaining. But we don't usually bother. We just shake our heads as long as we can before the contagious laugh is spread around the table, like a yawn, only better.