Blessed are they who can laugh at themselves,

for they shall never cease to be amused.
- Anonymous

Last night I was on the phone with a friend and I was telling her about my new job and how well it is going. I told her how I had to make myself not work in the evenings when I go home and said, “you know I just might be a bit obsessive”, she busted out laughing and then backed tracked a little and said she wasn’t laughing at me, but with me. Of course she was laughing with me I was making a joke anyone that knows me knows that I am a lot obsessive that is why I said it, to be funny.

Later in the evening I was watching Biggest Loser and one of the contestants made a comment that when he was fat he always made fun of himself because he thought it better if he did it than to have someone else do it to him.

As I have been thinking about why we make fun of ourselves I know for me in context of last night I was just having fun, besides if I use myself as an example I am less likely to offend someone else. I also know about feeling so bad about who I am that I hide behind humor of mocking myself to mask the pain. Teasing and jesting can be fun for a while but I know that I can push it too far at times and need to be aware of the other people involved as well as the outside observers.

So for now I continue to be obsessive, dragging my knuckles on the ground because I have ‘gorilla’ arms and I say hockey funny so if you want we can share a laugh about that and enjoy the rest of the day.