Amid all of the fear and uncertainty; sheltering in place while feeling constrained; all the while listening to the horrifying news as the death rate and the number of infected with Covid-19 keeps getting worse. But when times are bleakest, we also need hope and a little bit of laughter. Those doctors, nurses, and researchers fighting on the front lines are giving me hope. But we need a good laugh right now.

I know I need one. Luckily I keep finding them. Have you read the Facebook and Twitter #mycoworker trends? It’s a bit of fun where people, who are now working from home, share what’s going on with their family members by inserting “my coworker” instead of child, husband, etc. For instance, I can say that my coworker walks around the office naked. I will need to report him to HR. Sometimes, he pretends to do work on his iPad while laying in bed and binging on Netflix. Does he not realize that I can hear the TV?

It’s a bit of fun reading all the different responses that you find. On Facebook, you can search for my coworker or you can just go to my blog’s Facebook page, I’ve shared one from Austin Mom’s and it’s hilarious. On Twitter, you can search for #mycoworker.

Speaking of Twitter, I am now following the funniest poster in the Twitterdome right now. Tim, who is the Security Guard at the National Cowboy Museum. Here’s one of my favorites where he shows a Selfie Station at The Cowboy. And this one when he first learns about hashtags.

And for some reading humor, I thought I’d reshare some of my Mommyism posts. While my mother passed last year at 99, her words live on for future generations to enjoy. And I hope you’ll enjoy them right now. This particular one shows her love of fashion and her strict fashion guidelines which I share in Don’t Wear White After Labor Day.

My first real Mommyism post poked fun at those things that my mother said to us, but with phrases that I’m sure any parent has said while their children were young. But my second Mommyism post was about those things that only my mother could have said.

Then there is my second wedding, and of course, the hallucinations. Oh, my God, the hallucinations. And finally, in It Had to be My Mother, we can be thankful that teaching practices have changed drastically since the 1920s.

I hope I gave you a little bit of laughter during this otherwise bleak time. And I’d love to know what you’re finding humorous right now.