Laughter is good for the soul

My sister, whom I affectionately call Bitch Breath, Or BB, stayed over last night, along w/ her oldest daughter & daughter's fiancee. I have never laughed so hard, at least not in a long long time. I needed it too. We sat around half the night, her, my mother, her daughter & I, telling old stories, things I'd half forgotten about. It was great.We talked of elaborate plots we hatched to scare my mother., like army crawling thru her room & grabbing her ankles & making her scream, or how sis & I created a man of stuffed clothes & placed in her bed one night when she was out drinking with friends(I have never seen my mother rocket launch from a bed before. ) & then again several years later & placed it in the backseat of her van, complete with large green zucchinin....ummm......well, you get the idea.....HAHAHAHAHAHA
We talked of how our mother retaliated on BB's son when he squirted her with a water gun as she was laid up w/ a broken ankle-remember super soakers?:-D What a night!
All in all, I had a wonderful time last night, laughter truly is good for the soul, even though I only had a few hours sleep, Im more awake & not feeling like a truck ran over me today than in a long time. I am going to miss this kind of thing, BB's about ready to move to Galveston. I'M sad really. I enjoy her company, as do my girls. Not only that,. she cleans! Shed come over & clean my house.!!!! & Im sure you all know how much I loathe cleaning house.....