Some things that have made me smile

Today’s column is all about things that have made me smile or laugh in recent days, including when I hung some wind chimes on the back porch.

They were a gift given to us this past winter, which I had stashed away with intentions to put them out when warmer weather arrived.

Unfortunately, I tend to operate in stash-and-forget-about-it mode, so I didn’t come across them until I was looking for something else and discovered instead, oh look, wind chimes.

They are quite pretty and have the words to “Amazing Grace” written on the tubes, a special feature that I pointed out to Better Half as I prepared to find the perfect spot for them.

Better Half looked impressed.

“You mean the chimes play ‘Amazing Grace?'” Better Half said, halfway through a “wow” of appreciation when he suddenly realized how very unlikely that a bit of a breeze and tubes could combine to play a hymn or anything else for that matter.

Those would have to be some pretty “amazing” chimes, we laughed.

Ditto for the wind or breeze.

Second smile/laugh in recent days.

I wore a T-shirt the other day that had a message on it, not one that I anticipated would make me smile, but it did thanks to Better Half’s interpretation of it.

The T-shirt message was “Stronger than Yesterday.”

But I guess we see what we think we see.

Better Half squinted and read what he saw — “Stranger than Yesterday.”

I suppose me being me, that that would be in the realm of possibilities.

And he does need to be stronger than yesterday to deal with my being stranger than yesterday.

Third smile/laugh in recent days.

Better Half is in the bathroom, washing his hands for dinner after having come in from mowing the grass and sweating on what was a humid August day.

I am in the kitchen. I hear him laughing.

“What’s so funny?” I ask.

He tells me he’s looking in the mirror at himself.

I laughed to myself.

I have a similar experience when I look in the mirror and see myself.

What a coincidence.

Fourth smile/laugh.

I have a long weekend.

Tomorrow is a day off, the right to not labor until Tuesday.

Happy Labor Day.

(Kiaski, a resident of Richmond, is a staff columnist and community editor for the Herald-Star and The Weirton Daily Times. She can be contacted at jkiaski@heraldstaronlinecom.)