I’m glad I have a sense of humor. It helps me to see the funny side of things and that always makes for a better day.
I prefer to laugh with people rather than at them. The former is gentle and helps us to get along. The latter is small and mean-spirited. I still do it sometimes, but I know it’s wrong.
We went for a drive north of town yesterday and found this sign at the turnoff to a community hall:
I wonder how it went?