Monday, October 3, 2011

Wonderful - Day 3: If it's between laughing and crying, you might as well laugh

In about September/October of grade eleven, we had the semi-formal. When you're IN grade eleven, that's a really big deal. It's a lot like the formal (aka Prom) that you have in grade 12, but just a tiny bit less fancy: basically, your parents drive you, rather then hiring limos to drive you. Otherwise it's pretty much the same as the formal.

I remember being excited about the semi (unlike my formal - but that's another story!), and mum sewed me the most beautiful outfit. It was a long, full, gorgeous black skirt, and a really pretty midnight blue, fitted silk top. And depending where you were standing in the light and how you moved, the colours in the top all seemed to change. I really liked it :)

I'm pretty sure I was sewn into it on the night though - because we were running really late! (I'll interject here quickly and assure Mum that I know it was my fault we were running so late, since I never made decisions about what I wanted until the very last minute, lol!). I seem to remember that my date was actually in the living room waiting, and mum and I were rushing frantically around in her bathroom to finish my hair and makeup. I had really long (gorgeous, full, dark, not-full-of-grey) hair back then, and we'd decided to wear it out and curly with a dimonti slide I think. Once that was done, it was just my makeup that needed doing.

I don't remember clearly exactly how what happened next happened, but one minute we were shaking the liquid foundation bottle (with a finger over the top), and the next minute, I inexplicably had liquid foundation ALL OVER ME! All over my hair, sitting perfectly over both shoulders, and all over the front of my beautiful midnight blue top. In my memory, at that moment, time just hung for a moment, as we both just stared in horror at my reflection in the mirror. Our eyes widened, our eyebrows rose, and our jaws dropped.

And then, mum suddenly started laughing. And I don't just mean a giggle. It was one of those 'I have never laughed so hard in my life' kind of laughs. I started shreiking and wailing and panicking and getting into hysterics (naturally!), and that just seemed to make mum laugh even harder. I actually remember mum dropping to the floor of the bathroom and sitting there, holding her sides as she laughed! And everytime she'd look up at me, a whole new round of laughter would start up.

Of course in spite of myself, I started laughing a little bit too (not too much though - I mean, I was covered in foundation!). And as Mum finally finished laughing and stood up to 'fix things', I remember her explaining to me (as I demanded to know WHAT could possibly be so funny!) that sometimes things just go so terribly wrong that there's really nothing you can do but laugh (she might not have used those exact words, but that's the gist of what I remember).

Dad was duly summoned and dispatched with a message for my date that he'd better make himself comfortable. The top had to come off, be hand washed and then 'hair drier' dried, and my hair had to be washed out as best as we could in the sink and then re-dried and curled. It took a while, but there was no other way around it.

I remember having a good time with mum that night, and that in the end, it all worked out just fine (my date may not have the same memory, but he's not the one writing this blog).

I have often thought of that night over the last several years - especially when things go terribly wrong! I'm really grateful that laughter was mum's first response. I often remember it when I find my eyes widening, my eyebrows rising, and my jaw dropping, and it's a lesson that has served me well on more occassions than I can count.

Because when it's between laughing and crying, you might as well laugh. In any event, you'll have a better time cleaning up a mess! :)

xo Tammy


Sandy M. said...


Jessima said...

I think it takes a lot of courage to laugh when things go wrong. It feels so natural to want to cry and give up, but that probably isn't the best attitude. Lucky Mum had a lot of laughter in her to even make you laugh. I personally think I would have died.

Laughter is definitely the best medicine!!!


Kara said...

I love that story Tammy! Now I just want to see a photo of you in that dress :-)

Felicity said...

Oh my goodness! What a story :) My Jaw dropped too as I read it!! I laughed about your mum dropping to the floor laughing and what a great lesson to learn (in retrospect of course ;) Sometimes I have found myself in the middle of the most ridiculous situations with my kids (chaotic - but NOT as terrible as your story :) and I too think, if I don't laugh about how crazy this is, I am going to completely loose it :) hahaha!! Thanks for sharing such a great story and for the reminder to laugh instead of cry!!!


Bec and Michael said...

I cant believe I missed a day!!

Great story Tammy - thanks for the laughs :)

Beth and Robbie said...

Hahahahahaha. I remember when Mum accidentally cut my cut my hair up to my ears when it was meant to be cut below my shoulders. I was horrified and she just sat there giggling!! I ended up with a bob the same length as my fringe :P

Gosh, I laugh every time I hear that story though. Thanks for the lessons Mummy! lol


Sandy M. said...

Ok - I really sound like an evil mother here.. I didn't deliberately cut your hair like that Beth! (I was sick - that's why I was sitting in a chair - but I'd promised Beth that I would cut it.. ok, maybe long story :I )
(ps I laugh when things go wrong for me too - just to remind you all! It's happened so often, that I can see how I've gotten into the practice..)

Abby said...

Lol - in these situations I usually do a bit of a sob-giggle-sob-sob-giggle routine.

I am so grateful you learnt this lesson at a young age, because when I told you I could give you a really cute new layered hairdo and you ended up with some kind of 80's punk rocker mullet, I really think it helped you to gain perspective... :D

I feel so lucky to be in a family who laugh a lot!! :) xoxox

PS: I think you would have looked hot no matter what was dripping down the front of your top ;)