Check out the lovely Claire's blog to see her post.
So, today's topic is humor.
I realized more than ever when I was in the hospital that if we lose our sense of humor, we are totally lost. I was able to make jokes when I had three IVs, and I think that (as well as God, and the love and support of Mr. RK, family and friends) was what helped me stay sane.
up ever since! I think I have heard all of the stories a million times, and I
hardly ever see him.
One really hilarious one though - when he was a clergyman, one of the weddings
he performed was with an American woman and a man from Iran. He started to
suspect that the Persian wedding ceremony was different than the traditional
American one when the wedding vows started to go something like this (and I
swear I am not making this up):
My grandfather: "And do you take this woman, (whatever her name was), for richer
Grandfather: "In sickness or in health?"
And at the end when he pronounced them man and wife, the groom said, "Yes!"
Later, my grandfather found out that the traditional Persian wedding ceremony
involves a series of questions and answers. Or so he says. ;) I don't have any Iranian relatives, so if anyone has the answer to this (if it's really traditional or my grandfather is full of it), please let me know.
Speaking of funny...