One of the great joys in my life is laughing with my friends, I call them "the gals". I'm not a "talk on the phone, do lunch, window shop" kind of gal...never have been, probably never will be. But find me a spot with a bunch of women that love to laugh and I won't move all day. Throw in coffee or cake, I could take root and never leave.
Finding those women can be tricky sometimes, espcecially if you're new to the social scene. But thankfully, I found my gals quickly, the ones I knew I could count on to get me into trouble whenever we go out into public. Nothing too severe, just the occasional side glance or glare from another woman when we get too loud. I unfortunately snort sometimes when I laugh, hasn't happened in a while, but I have been know to rattle a window or two when it does.
Of course my children are usually nowhere to be found when I'm with my gals, unless they are trapped in a car with us. But usually they disappear the moment I connect with my gals. The embarrassment is too great for them to handle. But I have the peace of knowing that they too will someday embarrass their own offspring, so it doesn't really bother me too much.
I don't think husbands appreciate our relationships with other gals as much as they really should. Just think about what our homes would be like if we didn't have those gals in our lives. I shudder just thinking about it...the chaos, the weeping, the utter devastation...okay, it wouldn't be that bad. But having a good ole "laugh till ya snort" moment every few days has to be good for your constitution. And his.
So find that gal or gals in your life that make you laugh till you cry (or snort, whichever the case may be), grab a cup of coffee and plant yourself for awhile. Your husband and children won't mind too much. And if that lady in the booth next you starts giving you the "evil eye", just smile and ask her to join you...she might not have any gals of her own...