Maxine leaned over to me and pointed to her eyelids. She said she ought to have them lifted so she could see. I looked at her lids and, sure enough, they drooped just a little. So I touched my own, which drooped a whole lot more. And I said, "We have to open our eyes really wide to get rid of the droop," and baby, that is all it took. I forced my eyes open as wide as possible, and then she did it, and we both broke down at how absurd two old ladies must look, making their eyes bug out of their sockets. The more we laughed, the wider we opened, the more we laughed, the wider we opened, until our eyes looked like a Pug's eyes - bulging down onto our cheeks. We could not stop laughing.
Then I looked at Gene and Eddie across the table and, with eyes bulging, I said, "Well hello, Eddie." Without cracking a smile, he shook his head like, "Lord have mercy, what is the matter with you two?" Well, I started to drool, and it wasn't very lady-like. Poor Eddie. He looked from me to his beloved, normally sane wife who whooped so loud she about fell face down into her dessert. With each new whoop, we got louder and more out of control while the two men sort of sat there quietly shaking their heads and looking around to see if anyone was listening.
Everyone was listening, apparently. Some friends of ours were sitting clear across the room, and they could hear us. When they looked over at us, they saw these two old ladies they would not claim to know making their eyelids push up by bulging their eyes out and making tears run down their cheeks. To quote one friend, "They were totally out of control."
Listen, I could have said, "I have to have major surgery tomorrow," and we would have passed completely out from lack of oxygen to the brain, which is basically what happens when you laugh so hard you can't stop. So, there we were, two such good friends that we could dare to let loose and laugh until we could not laugh any more. I mean, when we got up to leave, we were weak in the knees. But, you know, it was fun. It is good for you, both physically and emotionally, and I felt more relaxed the rest of the day.
Why don't you put this paper down, find a mirror and look in it as you check out your own eyelids. Do they droop or sag? If so, open your eyes as wide as possible and see if that helps. Even if it doesn't, I'll bet it makes you laugh!
By the way, there is one other way to solve the problem, at least for you ladies. Go braless. It pulls the wrinkles and sags out of your face.
The view from the hill is wondrous.
