Laughter was a huge part of my life growing up, and still is today! Even our moments of grief were tinted with shades of laughter. It took a very special woman to teach me that laughter and joy can color your life and make it much more brilliant. That woman shines brightly as one of the most colorful and vibrant people in my life, and without her abundance of wit, mischievousness, and creativity, my life would be a shell of what it is today. The stories she has provided either by purposeful, well thought out planning, or by happy accident will be family legend for generations to come. My mom is beautiful, talented, and outrageous.

This is my tribute to M.O.M. My Outrageous Mother.

A day without laughter is a day wasted.

~ Charlie Chaplin

Mount Baldy

The second category of M.O.M. is Spontaneous Acts of Unintentional Humor. These are events that under normal circumstances, would never have occurred with the same amount of insanity and humor if M.O.M. were not somehow involved. It could have ordinarily been something very uneventful, but somehow, some way, M.O.M. makes it extraordinarily funny.
Max spilling the beans is somewhat common place. If he finds something exceptionally funny, he has a hard time keeping it to himself. There are two major issues that often arise with the bean spilling. 1. Max often spills the beans right on the person who we least want to wear them. 2. Max more often than not, doesn’t get his story straight.
Despite the outrageousness of our family life, M.O.M. is very generous. So it was no surprise when she invited a young friend to go with us on our extended family vacation. The first few days of the trip were trying. Max had gotten the flu just as we were leaving and he was feeling miserable, we had driven through severe weather, and hadn't gotten much sleep. So everyone was a little stressed and a lot loopy.
We had stopped at one of those tourist trap souvenir stands, where Kate had very kindly bought each of us a little individually wrapped candy that resembled cow poop. The candy was terrible and extremely dry. 
 
 
  
When we stopped at a hotel for the night and dad went to check in, taking Kate and Kelly the friend M.O.M. had invited along, with him. M.O.M. was trying to make the most of her cow shit candy while we waited, by taking a bite of candy, then a sip of water to ease the dryness of it. It really didn't do much to alleviate the taste though. We were discussing how the night before, when we were dragging in our luggage, one couple at the previous hotel had taken all of the luggage carts for their 4 little suitcases so we were stuck carrying half a ton of luggage for 6 people up to our room by hand. M.O.M. was irritable and feared a repeat. 
  
So when a man came out of the hotel dragging a luggage cart behind him, M.O.M., from the relative safety of the van drew attention to the fact he had the cart and the fact that he was sans hair with a mumbled "Great, Mount Baldy has the luggage cart!" 
 
Unfortunately, Kelly, walked out of the hotel pulling a cart just behind the man. Even more unfortunate, is the fact that Kelly suffers from Alopecia and is completely bald. So when she walked up to the van and opened the door, Max blurted out. "Kelly! Grandma called you Mount Baldy!" 
 
The look on Kelly's face put me on the floor of van in tears of laughter and the shock was too much for M.O.M. She simply couldn't contain the spit take. The end result was peed pants and a disgusting mix of spit out watered down candy covering the entire front half of the van.

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