My life is filled with laughter. A pretty bold claim I know but it is true. I am not for one moment saying that it is not without its moments of frustration, stress, irritation etc, after all this is a real life, not a fantasy Disney movie. There are no roses round the door, instead we have a rotting door frame and an out of control clematis but we do have a lot of fun in our lives.
For any of you who have actually met my darling husband you will know that it is not possible to spend time with the man and not end up laughing. I have long ago decided that one of his key missions in life it to make people laugh and smile. Nothing pleases him more than to elicit that reaction in someone. It is a remarkable trait and one that has deeply happy side effects for me; a life filled with laughter. Not a day goes by without there being laughter about something, even those stressful tough days are somehow twisted into something funny when he is around. He does have his grumpy, moody moments, he is human after all, but as a general rule they are rare and short-lived.
I think he might be the only man I know who has a funny story to tell about both his vasectomy and his Prostate Biopsy. In fact the latter even includes a bit about the doctor commenting on the fact that he was the only patient he ever had who joked his way through the whole thing. Seriously, he can turn pretty much anything in fun and I love it.
I have a tendency to worry and as I have commented before, over-think things and this can lead to a serious frame of mind. He balances that perfectly for me. I cannot tell you the amount of times he has turned tears into laughter. You know the kind, where you are laughing and crying at the same time. Is there a name for that, Craughing maybe? This is often done with kissing, not the passionate stuff but the constant little kisses, often with silly faces, all over me, until I am giggling like a small child. Anyway, like so much of our life together our different personalities create a harmony in which we both thrive.
Laughter also features as part of our kink. There are times when I am flying high beneath the flogger or whip or whatever implement he has chosen when I will start laughing and if that happens then he tends to hit me harder which only make me laugh even more. So many times I have looked over my shoulder at him, laughing, and saying…
“I have no idea why I am laughing, as this is not funny”.
There have been times when we both end up just laughing, although this doesn’t mean the hitting stops, as I said above, in general it increases as he knows full well that that is exactly what I need; more, harder, faster, deeper. The laughing, like the tears that also sometimes happen, is an indicator that I am letting go. Everything is vanishing apart from me, him and sensations. It is truly cathartic and the laughter is just an outward sign of that release.
When I saw Kink of the Week was laughter I immediately went to my large store of images looking for something to sum the whole thing up. Sadly I don’t seem to have anything of my laughing during play. I shall have to try to rectify that at some point but I do have a few fabulous images that pretty sum up the happy joyous laughter in our life together
One of the things you should know is that it is not possible for @domsigns to pass up an opportunity to try on a funny hat….
Or a pair of glasses….
Sometimes my participation in this insanity is also required, such as this time when we were visiting Amish country. I am not sure we make very convincing Amish though, I think my bare shoulders and cleavage let the whole look down.
He maybe Dom but that doesn’t mean he can’t be completely silly and sometimes down right bonkers. He is a man who truly knows how to put the laughter in life and I am very lucky that his greatest joy seems to be putting the laughter in my life.
Ps… Apologies to Jade and Rebel for combining their memes this week. As a general rule I like to keep them separate as I think they deserve their own dedicated space but due to Eroticon2014 my week is shorter than usual and I just don’t have the time to write two separate posts.