Molly May, will you come out and play your smile takes the day? And this is Molly May a bad pass pod another nice stuff with me, Molly you take me guy, guys, guys, guys. Hello, Hey there, Chibish and Molly May and you're listening to uh Mollie May the pod. But yeah, hey there, uh, today I'm gonna talk about finding my laugh. A reminder that I'm at home in the room of one's own. Um, you may hear the dog, you may hear the toilet flush,
and we're gonna accept that. That's fucking life. So yeah, today I'm gonna tell you about finding my laugh. And I can't I can't tell you when I specifically found it. Clearly I found it. I can't stop fucking giggling. But I remember very vividly when I tried to find it and when I firmly believed that I didn't have it, like I just I didn't have a laugh. Um. But first some joy, we love joy. In Quarantine, my dear friend Tye Taylor has started singing with his lifelong friends
Laura Jane Jones and Maya Sykes, and they film Acapella. Medley's maintaining social distance and like a tunnel. It's like an underpass. Yeah, that type of an underpass. A bye, they're in a tunnel, and so the acoustics are heavenly and they're medley curation cure a creation curation that's a choir warm
up cura creasian. The way that they're putting these medleys together is just like an unrivaled brilliance, and their harmonies are like okay, okay, so I FaceTime to tie the other day because as like guys, I had goosebumps so hard after watching these videos that my nipples were like like not a part of
my body is mean, okay, be on that. Like you know when you shave your legs and you get the goosebumps and then you can like feel your leg hairs prick out or like they're they're even more effective when you get goosebumps on your face, which is like I feel like that's a little more rare, but like that's the sign of a really good performance when when you get goosebumps on your face. But this was like straight fucking nipples. It was so weird. It just got all the goosebumps. My apples were so
hard and I don't know, like I've never noticed that before. So that's that's our joy. Oh my god, I'm gonna get fired. Um the joy is the medley's, not my nipples getting heart. That was just an expression to share how joyful an amazing this trio is. So the song of the week. Um, let's keep it going on the theme of this trio and get off of my nipples. They recently did a medley then included love Train by the OJ's People of the World. You know that one join hands
but also like don't touch and stay six feet apart. Please. You can watch their medley's on each one of their respective instagrams because they're just creating together in this weird ass time of quarantine and using their sweet, just pure magical talents. Thank you, guys, Tye Taylor, Maya Sykes, and Laura Jane Jones. What I can't take off this week is sunscreen. Let's all wear more sun sun skun screen. This is your reminder to also drink water
and where sunscreen cool? Okay? Thanks? No. Sunscreen has come very far since we were kids, and you know, you're like really had to rub it in and slather it on there and it was such a chore done by our mothers. No, you don't have any excuses were sunscreen? No. I want to introduce you to Grandma Barbe. I've tried to get her on the pod a gajillion fucking times, and she's quite apprehensive about being on the internet. The last time I talked to Grandma about being a guest on
the pod, she asked me if she would have a dress rehearsal. She's like a fucking die for. Like, Grandma Barbe is exactly the kind of woman that is throwing herself a ninetieth birthday party, but like in the style of a wedding dance, so perfect and it's exactly how I'm going to do it. So she's sent out invites, she sent out, saved the dates. Let me be clear, the invites came later. This is tuthefold and it's like mass at two, happy hour, at four, dinner at five,
dancing immediately following. It has been canceled twice obviously because of quarantine. And she yes, she has turned ninety. I'm not about the not going to be the person that kills her because of COVID. So I really am looking forward to the day when we can celebrate in this way because this her throwing herself, this wedding dance vibe is precisely the energy of my ninety year old beauty guru Grandma. She really loves to dance. So today and the
pod we're harnessing Grandma Barb. I mean this woman. She makes her own rolls water, she adds vitamin E oil to her store bought moisturizer. She keeps fingernail polish in the fridge. She can't tell me why she does any of those things. I've asked so many times, but I guess I don't need a reason why. It's just it has always been perfect Grandma Barb behavior to me. So I'll report back about her ninetieth birthday, maybe for her from my birthday. For her birthday, she'll do me the favor of finally
agreeing to come on. She's so rich with history. No, she'll never
do it. I'll just tell you about her. So I was at I was at a baby shower for a very dear family member of mine before baby showers were thrown over video calls on the internet, and we could safely meet in person, and it was it was the most perfect intimate gathering of women in our family, and I was very grateful to be seated next to Grandma Barbe, very multi layered woman, and I take great pride in being able to break through some of those layers because, as I said, she's rich
with history, and in this time of quarantine, I've gotten even further. And she's such I'm so obsessed with her. We've been facetiming at home. It's amazing. She'll have a beer with me over FaceTime and we'll just laugh. One thing that I learned about about me Grandma Barb and laughing is when she tells a really funny joke and like can't get it out, she hides her face in her shirt. And I've always done that since I found my laugh anyway, I've delivered jokes like like I can't like I have to bury
my face. It's like turtling behavior. Her laugh when she really gets going, it's from the bellows and like where she laughs in her body genuinely. When she laughs genuinely, it's it's deep and not in the meaning of sound or gravel, but like it comes from her diaphragm, from deep in her billy and you know that there's you know there's a difference between a genuine laugh and pleasant trees, and this this is the woman who exclusively operates with princess
hands. I've talked about princess hands before, and I mean she invented princess hands. It's her mannerisms, and I just she's like chacous, like oh, and she's very she can be very Dorothy Gale about a situation. And that's, you know, likely a reason that I continue to fall in love with her many many layers, because she is my Wizard of Oz. She
just has the single best hands in the world. I know this is a podcast and I talk about visuals so often, but I need you to know that I'm just standing here doing princess hands and they just like perfectly punctuate everything she's saying with that oh. It's all very involved her hands. I love her hands, and they're they're always perfectly manicured, a shiny pink. But she'll do that that hand movement and that oh that comes out of her mouth.
It's like it's like I'm saying the most interesting thing that she's ever heard in the world. She drinks Miller sixty four and serves Planters peanuts on crystal trays. It's very obvious that I am hers. So I was sitting next to her at this baby shower, and I don't remember what I said, but she did the laugh that I adore, and I just watched her and after like her exhale of relief, you know that, I was just like, I love that. I love that so much. I'm so obsessed with
your laugh. I just I want to make you laugh all day long. And my sister granted me one of the largest compliments of my life and saying that that's my laugh, to which I was absolutely shocked because I remember not having a laugh, and saying that my laugh is synonymous with the trumpets from the bellows of Grandma. Is like, I don't sound like a feat of
strength. So I'm at this baby shower, and I went on to describe in great detail to the partygoers the story of how I tried to find my laugh because as a kid, very vividly remember that I didn't think that I had a laugh. I was like six or seven, probably like six. I remember wanting to laugh, but nothing would come out. I was just
like silent. I had a silent laugh. Maybe I didn't laugh. I don't really like remember the ins and outs of it, but I remember having a full fucking complex about my laugh and the lack of sound that it made. You know, I mean like I was tickled as a kid, but I don't think I laughed. I like remember it as like screaming, like
stuff fucking touching me, but I didn't laugh. So, like all six or sevent year olds who want to find their laugh, I went into the stash of greeting cards that were kept in a closet in the kitchen, is like a super skinny, tall like door cabinet, because you know, you see people all the time reading greeting cards and then sharing a Google like, yeah, that's a good one. So I'm like, Okay, this will make me laugh out loud, and then I'll know what my laugh sounds like.
Greeting cards are funny. This will work. So, sitting cross legged in my kitchen with my face buried in the cupboard, I pull out each card one by one, careful to put it back with its envelope, because that's a cardinal fucking sin if you fuck up the envelopes and what greeting card
goes with what card? So one by one I'm pulling them out, reading them, not laughing, and then all of a sudden, I'm faced with a happy birthday card with the biggest dick I have ever seen on it, like biggest, biggest dick I've ever seen, first dick I've ever seen. We could call this up biggest dick I've ever seen, but Twilight will have an aneurysm, and I feel, I feel just like the angle in which it was like shot or photoshopped, I don't know. I mean it was
like late eighties, so I don't really think it was photoshopped. I don't know, biggest dick, first dick I've ever seen. I just I can I'm seeing it. I didn't laugh. It said it's that happy birthday with this guy, like with his hands are on his hips, and the angle was like from below camera work. Um, So I opened it up because you know, why would I stop there? And I think the copy read something to the effect of two heads are better than one, and it's two
dicks. It's two giant dicks with men attached, twins twin men. I thought I thought that it was like a part of like the remember those doublemint gum campaigns like where they have these twins running around San Francisco and they're like naked, giant fucking dicks. I just I put the car back, and I'm very I oh my god. I very specifically remember its lemon yellow envelope. I remember that very vividly. And it wasn't this card, like wasn't
in the back. It was like, not the last card. It's like legit hidden in plain sight in the fucking cupboard next to the garbage can cupboard in the kitchen. I don't know why that card was bought. I guess I guess it was funny because grading cards are supposed to be funny. And I don't know who ultimately this card was gifted Tom, but I hope that it brought them as many joyful memories as for me, because for years later this card was my party trick, like sleepovers show the dick card. I
don't have cable, but I'll show you this fucking dick card. In the first time then I had ever told that story was at this baby shower, sitting right next to my grandma. And I may not have found my laugh the day that I saw my first dick, but I fucking found it later and I I hope it never runs out. So here's to finding our laughs
and letting them boisterously fly. If it's an old, dirty joke, a greeting card of double mint dicks, or like the episode where Kevin spills the chili on the office, like let a fucking flyman, And if you need to spit laugh, spit laugh like god nothing. So it's like holding in his knee nothing. It's fucking stupider than holding in your laugh. Nine times out of ten you won't be laughing alone. Find your laugh and love her. Here's to all the fucking giggles in the world. Rabbish smoochy and if
you got this far in the pod, I'm impressed as book. I'm really grateful to have you listening. If you want to know more information about me or the show, check out the show page on Matriarch dm dot com, where we host all of the what I can't take off, our progressive Spotify playlist from the songs of the week, and obviously the reminder of who to follow for the week, all in a nice little fucking Matriarch Digital Media bow. Theme song is Molly May by Ben Karen. I'll never get oversang that
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