Laughter is the best medicine.

I know I'm going to regret this. It's 1am, I have two papers to write, plus a chapter to read, and a lab that will probably be handed in late, and I won't be home from work until 11:30 tomorrow night after being in class starting at 9am...anyway. Here I go!

I was driving home from work tonight, with my country music blaring, and I was wondering what I should blog about today. It was 11:30...and of course, as usual, the only thing on my mind was Chad. But I JUST made a Chadwick post. I JUST confessed my love for him to all to see, and I JUST thanked him for only a few of the things he does to and for me...

I am a self proclaimed worry wart. I worry, I stress, I make everything a big deal, yup, that's me. I will take one great day and find the suck from it. I will take a rarely found day off and make it stressful.
But, I swear, I am learning to change. I am vowing to learn to relax, and I am re-learning how to be young and fun.

We had the BEST day yesterday. We don't get many days where we wake up knowing the entire day is dedicated to us. But yesterday was different, and amazing. We drove to the mall, while listening to his massive binder of CD's and he picked his favorites for me and played one from every disc. He has an amazing singing voice. It melts me when he sings, which is why I made him pick his favorite from Rascal Flatts. Anyway. His next favorite was from a rap CD. He rapped for me.

OH. MY. GOD.

It was the most amazing thing ever. Driving on the highway, in his handsome-looking peacoat...rapping.
Needless to say I could not stop laughing. It felt AMAZING! I felt free. High. (Not that way.) Fun. Lively. Young.

When we got to the mall, we giggled at the idea of stealing circular knifty knitters from unsuspecting carriages. (Ok, I'd NEVER do that, but it was hilarious to see Chad pretend to speak into a microphone and tell 'all shoppers to return their knifty knitters to the front for inspections'...) We laughed at the ridiculous finds in Five Below. We went into the Toy Store and played with styrofoam swords. "Don't pick up a sword if you're not prepared to use it!"

Then we came home, and I realized I had not stopped laughing all day long. I was running up the basement stairs with a pizza in my hand, laughing at his every word, and he asked me why I was laughing.

Pause. I look at him. He's smiling this amazing, wide, tooth bearing grin.

"Because I'm happy." It's all that came out. It's all that I needed.

We went on to watch Grown Ups- which, if you haven't seen, I highly recommend. It was fantastic and just hilarious. My stomach hurt from laughing so much. We played with the dogs. We flirted. We giggled.

I don't do this often. Or, at least, I didn't. I held in laughter because I just didn't feel like I should be allowed to have fun when there's stuff to do. Now, I'm learning, again with the help of an amazing individual, and I have to tell you- after last night, I woke up feeling so refreshed, so rejuvinated...and for those that know me, you also know that I am NOT a morning person. Well this morning, I woke up and smiled.

Take time to laugh. You'll heal, too!

Giggling away,
Janelle