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Feeling down? Do a Random Act of Kindess
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I was feeling ‘crapped on’ this morning. I find the best way to turn that around is to effectively/healthily ’speak up’ and then pass on a kindness or make a Drive Yourself Happy, run. ;o)

I headed out to my favorite Thai restaurant for lunch which causes me to drive through a quiet, shaded, stop-sign at every corner development. I came up a group of 5 people, standing around and leaning on the back flat-bead of a pick-up truck parked in their driveway. I couldn’t resist as I came to a proper STOP at the sign – rolled down my window and said: ‘YOU KNOW, IF YOU PUT THE EMERGENCY BREAK ON, YOU WON’T HAVE TO ALL STAND AROUND IT HOLDING IT IN PLACE!’ They laughed and smiled! Thank goodness!

After lunch, I stopped at a Crowded, Heavily Traffic Grocery Store. There are stop signs on either side of the white-lined customer walkways going in and out of the store – but it is still intimidating.

I reached the walk-way into the store as an elderly couple was coming up on my left. I said: COME ON! STRENGTH IN NUMBERS! WE’LL CROSS TOGETHER! The wife laughed. Another woman was crossing with her cart from the other side, but a woman with a VERY LARGE CART-FULL of stuff was hesitantly looking from the store curb. I said: WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO BE YOUR CROSSING GUARD? She laughed and said: “I guess I SHOULD go while everyone else is!’ She made a run for it! ha ha

When the older couple and I got into the store entrance, there were only 3 ‘tiny’ carts and 3 oversized carts. I had wanted a ‘tiny’ cart but saw that the other two carts were WEDGED together. The older gentleman and I tried to pull it loose with team effort, but no luck. Then the older woman and I tried another method – tipping the carts upside down, but couldn’t pull them apart. While this was happening, another customer took my tiny cart! ahahaha The older couple felt so bad. I told them not to worry, I’d take a large cart – but – THE OLDER WOMAN WENT OUTSIDE AND FOUND ME ANOTHER SMALL CART, that another shopper had just released! Warms the heart when these things happen!

We entered the store with smiles on our faces and warm hearts as we had each shared a KINDNESS.

On my way to my car, I go to do another random act of kindness by cleaning up the carts spilling out into the parking lot driving lane. I pushed a bunch together and got them nestled into the cart storage area.

OH! and when I got into my car, the digital clock read 1:01pm that’s LOOK like LOL! Laugh Out Loud! So I did … have a healthy laugh!

So, feeling crapped on? Not by birds but by a negative encounter – DO A RANDOM ACT OF KINDNESS or DRIVE YOURSELF HAPPY! Turn your day around.

Ha Ha Helen Szollosy of LAFOLOT
Live Life! Laugh Often! and DRIVE YOURSELF HAPPY!

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I have to laugh at myself! Laugh myself HEALTHY, that is! *wink

Whenever I dislike a chore, I find something silly or fun to make it more bearable. For example, when I when I came in from ‘weed whacking’ the yard, just now; I could ’smell’ that my cat had used the litter box. *pfew!

So, I went over to ’scoop’ it out. My cat was following behind; they always like to investigate what I’m going to do with their litter box! ha ha

As I approached to do this ‘not so pleasant’ but ‘necessary’ chore – a CHEER popped into my head!

‘LET’S GO CLEAN THE BOX, LET’S GO!’ *clap clap clap
‘LET’S GO CLEAN THE BOX, LET’S GO!’ *clap clap clap
[it comes from a sports cheer: ‘Let’s go BIL-LEE Let’s Go!’ you insert whichever name fits at the moment – for the person about to SCORE!]

There I was, bending over, ready to scoop up cat poop and I’m LAUGHING at this CHEER that pops into my head!

When I was weed whacking a month ago, I shared how; after sweating and dealing with numb, aching arms – I started to LAUGH to relieve the stress by thinking up a Weed Whacking Laugh! Weed Whacka-ha ha ha ha haaaa

I’ve shared in the past, when I have to go grocery shopping [another chore I dislike] I make up a WORD out of the first letter of each item I need – so I remember my shopping list!

Write it down, you say! Oh, that’s so ‘been there, done that!’ ha ha ha
I like the non-sensical words I come up with.
This puts a smile on my face –

then I go to the store and start playing my SMILE CAMPAIGN GAME!

(Give a Smile, Get a Smile = 1 point!  Give a Smile, Get a Smile and a verbal response = 2 points!)

Got some CHORES to do? CHEER yourself through!
Any CHEER will DO! Woo! Hoo!

Ha Ha Helen Szollosy of LAFOLOT


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Eat, Pray, Love: Our version of Elizabeth Gilbert’s bestseller
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elizabeth: The movie, Eat, Pray, Love, based on Elizabeth  Gilbert’s bestselling memoir (for those of you have been living off the planet for a few years) is coming to a movie theatre near you this Friday. I, for one, am excited. A good friend and I are meeting up on the upper West Side of Manhattan for lunch and a serving of Eat, Pray, Love.

 I think so many women wished they could have run away and penned this book – minus the early bathroom scenes. Hell, I would have been happy to have taken a year long trek to …okay, I am feeling the love and just ate so I won’t mention the state, but you know where you are located. I just want to get the hell out of my office.  

Laurie: Home is where the heart is. Who said that? Beside me, just now. Maybe because I did so much of it when I was younger, I am not a travel person. I like my creature comforts, my nesting space, and NOT flying in big tubular carrier through the sky (after having gone through the hell of airport security and procedures).  

elizabeth: Eat: I want to throw people into a shallow grave when they just look at food as fuel. That is like those people who eat dirt. Please don’t put any of that on my plate. Food should leave you legless like your most memorable lover and savored like the afterglow(right before he starts snoring) and should always be non-caloric. In my world. When I visited Italy, home of some of my ancestors (while I do consider myself 100% Italian, some of my relatives might mention the Irish and Scottish side, but I relate more to Michelangelo than to Yeats), I bought pants a size too big so I could eat my way across the countryside. I did not disappoint. Still trying to lose the last few pounds from my trip in 2002. I consider it my Italian baby fat.  

Laurie: Now eating I can get into and I don’t need a special country to do it. Unfortunately. I’m having company this weekend and I have used that as an excuse to purchase all the decadent things I would never consider – macadamia white chocolate chunk cookies (250 calories EACH), rolls and bagels and all the accompanying butters and cream cheese, pasta just in case I break down and cook, and full-calorie ice cream. See, I don’t need to go anywhere. People are traveling to me and I will probably need pants that are two sizes too big before the weekend is over.  

elizabeth: Pray:   I go back and forth on praying. I think I do, but not always sure whom I am praying to. I don’t think he has a long beard. I don’t think she has red curly hair. Is it living in my soul or sitting on my shoulder whispering directions to a place of worship? I think my version doesn’t care where I go as long as I take responsibility for my life and help people and animals who can’t. When I meet whoever is in charge, my first question (yes, I do plan on having a Q&A with whomever shows up) I would like to know if our planet was the only one that bred so much hate and waged so many wars in the name of God. My God. Your God. Their God. And question Number 2: where can I find the best double fudge soft ice cream that won’t cause a muffin top? Okay question #3 – if I become a Buddhist, can I keep my hair long?  

Laurie: Man, I bug God to death. I am constantly talking to him/her. “What am I supposed to do with new catastrophe?” “Why on earth would you make somebody so silly?” “Think it might be time to give me a break?” “Wow, how could anybody doubt your existence?” A constant running conversation with a person I have never seen. The one thing of which I am not guilty is asking him/her for stuff. Take a break, God. I lost my keys and I’ll find them.  

elizabeth: Love: This is a “word” in progress. Some days I feel it. Some days I deny its existence.   I try to love the people who make me believe that love is just the most overused word in the universe. According to, “love” overtook the word “hate” on the top ten list. (But the word “like” won. Like it really should have). So many people are looking around for it. If you find a place where it really does exist, let me know. I just might take my Italian eating pants and long hair and go live there. As long as I don’t have to eat dirt.  

Laurie: Yeah, I need some work here. When I read many of the philosophies that say we are all one, I look around and go “No way!” But I love lots of stuff – bargains, sunsets, oceans, birds, etc. I just have to keep working on the people part.        

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Acting UP not my AGE! ;o)
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Have you ever watched television shows or movies where seniors just LET GO and let their INNER CHILD out! Well, not having kids, I have given myself permission to START EARLY!

I was sitting at Olive Garden Restaurant for lunch having just received my unsweetened iced tea and paper wrapped straw. I was seated next to a window and looking out into the open area seating. There was a table with three women. I’m ‘assuming’ a mother and her two highschool or early college age daughters.

The one girl put her partially unwrapped straw up to her mouth, with a mischievious grin on her face, as if to be ready to BLOW the paper off the straw, into the air – across to her sister. The mother was sitting inbetween the two.
The young woman didn’t follow through. It was like, I KNOW we did this as kids even though we weren’t allowed to, but I won’t really do it.

SO! I thought! THIS is a HA HA HELEN of LAFOLOT ‘permission to let your inner child out’ EMERGENCY!

Dun dun dun DAAAAAAAAAA! I had partially removed the paper from my straw.
I got up.
Walked over to their table with the straw up to my mouth.
and WHooooooooSH! the paper SWOOPED up into the air inbetween the women/girls as they looked at me.

I LAUGHED, SMILED and went back to my table – letting them there giggling, laughing and smiling.


I got 3 of my SMILEY Face, Positive Statement, Bright Yellow LAFOLOT bookmarks out and walked them over to their table. I announced:

‘I figured if ‘I’ did it, YOU (the mischievious teen) wouldn’t get in trouble with mom!’ The mother looked up with a big smile and laughed.

HA HA Helen’s work is never done – never FEAR – HA HA HELEN’S HERE!

Live Life! Laugh Often!

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Part II – how it all started and showed me the POWER of a SMILE!

One story I didn’t include in my blog, yesterday. I had ’stood up’ to a powerful
management/uniformed/gun toting figure at a meeting where I used to work
(policing agency) I ’spoke up’ in a sexual harrassment training session when he
made fun of some point. He then ordered me to leave.

Well – things got hairy, even though I had many supporters, but too many were
afraid to speak up, understandably!

A few weeks later, I encountered him exiting an elevator. He saw me, dropped
his head and was ready to walk on –

BUT – a funny thing happened. I decided to just give him one of my closed mouth
smiles – he saw it – his entire body, shoulders and face lifted, brightened,
lightened up!

I had decided we had agreed to disagree and there was no point in allowing it to
drag us both down. I could see the RELIEF on his face – this high
level/uniformed/powerful man who had ’shrunk himself down and dropped his
head’… THE POWER OF THAT SMILE – what POWER it had to dissipate anger.

That’s why my SMILE CAMPAIGN is so personal and means so much to me.

thank you for allowing me to share … ;o)

Highlighted – Ha Ha Helen Szollosy of LAFOLOT
Spread those SMILES by the MILES and watch how the power of a soft smile can dissipate anger.

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It’s the THOUGHT that counts.
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Years ago, I had an AH HA, I get it – moment. I finally realized the VALUE and WEIGHT of the phrase: ‘It’s the THOUGHT that counts.’

As a child, there can be disappointments during Holidays with rituals of Gift Giving. Those Holidays may have started out with deeping meanings, but became more commercialized – even birthday and anniversary celebration gift giving.

As we get older, some of our friends move away, some of our family start to pass on – more and more we see the value of ‘BEING THOUGHT OF.’

That’s how I came to TRULY UNDERSTAND that phrase – ‘It’s the THOUGHT that counts’.

Think about it. To TRULY be HELD/EMBRACED in someone else’s thought in a warm way. What a GIFT! To know that with all the business and business dealing going on in other people’s days – for that person to have HELD ‘YOU!’ – YES YOU! in their thought for that moment – PRICELESS!

Wheather they bought you a stick of gum, a tacky pair of shoes you’ll never wear, some clothing item that doesn’t fit and ‘isn’t really you’… YOU were THOUGHT of!

*sigh – what a beautiful phrase – IT’S THE THOUGHT, that COUNTS.

May you BE and FEEL thought of in a warm, embraced way – and if you feel you have no one doing this for you – considered yourself thought of by ME as you read this.

Thinking and feeling warm embracing thoughts for everyone in the world –
Highlighted Helen of LAFOLOT

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My Tribute to a Laughing Buddy, Helen D.
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This is a TRIBUTE to a Healthy Happy Hour Laughter Club attendee.
I held a ‘Healthy Happy Hour’ Laughter Club at a local, highrise retirement apartment building.
It was a wonderful location, but I couldn’t get regular attendance. The last three months I held the club – my main attendee was HELEN D.

Helen D. was about 96 years old,
She had a wonderful, scratchy, high-pitched voice – which happens as we age.

I LOVED LOVED LOVED that Helen D. would show up and she didn’t mind if it was just us laughing together!
I said to her: I find it amazing, that the people that show up regularly at my laughter programs at Senior Centers are those over the age of 90! I said: THAT says something for laughter and longevity!

She agreed.

Well! Of all places, I ran into two women that also lived at her apartment building 2 days ago. It was at the DOLLARTREE store where I get supplies – a FUN PLACE. So it was APPROPRIATE that I should hear about my LAUGHING friend Helen D. when I went there.

Evidently, Helen D. had to have the last laugh!
Helen died in her apartment on THE FOURTH OF JULY (Independence Day!)
I’m sure Helen D., sparkling eyes, laughter and smiles is thrilled that

SHE GOT TO GO OUT WITH A BANG! I think her spirit flew to the heavens with all the Fireworks displays going on and she was LAUGHING WITH GLEE!

I miss her greatly, but just thinking of her brings smiles and laughter to my heart and soul!


Just like you to have the last laugh and GO OUT WITH A BANG!

Live Life! Laugh Often! and maybe you’ll live to the ripe age of 96!
Ha Ha Helen Szollosy of LAFOLOT
Living Life! and Laughing Often!
Next time you see fireworks – think of Helen D – laughing freely!

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DRIVE YOURSELF HAPPY! ‘Dad’s License Plate Game’
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WOW! I just LOVE ‘Magical Synchronicity’!

It is a HOT, HUMID, MUGGY 90 degrees fahrenheit outside today! One of those oppressive type days! Sun beating down relentlessly! The kind that makes you grateful to have air conditioning, shelter, etc.

So, by now, you can imagine how I was feeling when I left a restaurant and was walking back out to my car, thinking “OH MY GOSH! I’M GOING TO PASS OUT! THIS HEAT IS SOMETHING ELSE!” I am grateful to have air conditioning in my car as well as to have a car. I start driving down the road after making a second stop at the grocery store – the heat/sun was beating through the windshield. I look at the license plate on the vehicle in front of me:


I laughed out loud! My sentiments, exactly! I was finally able to RELEASE a LAUGH about the weather!
What synchronicity! What Magic! Some ANGEL or FLUKE put that license plate in front of me to express what I was holding in about the weather! OH! ME! OH! MY!

Then, a car drives by in the lane on my left and I see the license plate:


I think, God, the Universe, Spirit, Angels, who knows – were REALLY starting to mess with me! I laughed out loud!


Then, I got another laugh and smile, remembering how my dad used to make words out of interesting license plates he would see while driving. This was WAY before PERSONALIZED license plates got popular!

I recall him saying, when were behind a car with the letters: BMN (BE MINE! he announced out loud while driving!)

So, in all this heat and humidity, I once again was reminded how to: DRIVE MYSELF HAPPY!

You can read more about my new DRIVE YOURSELF HAPPY! Campaign at my website.

Too HOT? Too much traffic? Too agitated about life’s challenges while driving?

Turn off your cell phone, focus on the road, and SEE HOW MANY FUN WORDS you can make out of the license plates driving by you!

Stay Sweet!
Ha Ha Helen Szollosy of LAFOLOT
Live Life! Laugh Often!

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Letting Go LITELY
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I have been having a lot of people share with me lately:

1) I was sitting at a funeral for my mother. They started to play a church song that my mom, disliked. They reached one particular line that she especially hated – I BURST OUT LAUGHING!

2) I was in a very serious situation, I had not been dealing with it well, it’s not a situation where you would normally laugh; and I BURST OUT LAUGHING!

3) I was working on a mechanical problem, lying flat on my face, trying to unscrew a difficult nut and bolt and, suddenly, I BURST OUT LAUGHING UNCONROLLABLY!

As a trained, certified laughter leader – I am required to keep abreast of new studies on laughter and smiling benefits and impacts on the body and mind. I also do a lot of my own observations and testing when I am out and about in public. When I give my laughter wellness talks or motivational-inspirational speaking, I share information and experiences people have shared with me.

When my father was dying, I was blessed with being with him at his last coule breaths. I was also blessed to be from a large family. My mother or other siblings would be with him, at the hospital, during the day; then I would come in the evening. My dad LOVED to joke around, clown around, with kids as well as adults. He had his standard set of jokes. When a non-denominational minister came into intensive care to visit, she started out serious and my dad made a joke. She was so focused on the ‘Here’s a dying man with a family member, I better show respect…’ she didn’t realized he had joked with her. I let her know he was joking. She stopped and looked at me. I said, my dad loves to joke around, and I smiled. ‘WELL THEN, SHE SAID! I CAN STAY RIGHT IN THERE WITH THE BEST OF THEM!’ The rest of her visit was LITE and FLUFFY and my dad had a smile on his face at the end of her visit, giving her a thank you.

When my dad passed on, I went to tell the nurses. They were ready to console me. I said, ‘Oh No! I’m great! It was wonderful to be here, see him let go so peacefully.’ We started to talk about a funny fishing story where my dad had put a safety pin on the end of a string so I could FISH at the canal near our home. We were laughing out loud when my mother arrived. She was also at peace that he had been able to let go and pass on peacefully.

EVERYONE GRIEVES and LETS GO of their own life and of their loved one’s lives in a different way.

I have had more and more people tell me how they laugh and smile when they MISS and GRIEVE their loved ones. I have a minister friend tell me a woman said to her: ‘IF YOU’RE HERE TO HELP ME DIE, DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU IN THE A** ON THE WAY OUT! IF YOU’RE HERE TO HELP ME ENJOY LIFE WHILE I’M STILL BREATHING, COME ON IN AND PULL UP A CHAIR!’

I had a representative of a Hospice, at a networking event, tell me yesterday (when I was at the event wearing my tinsel deely bobber headband): ‘YOU CAN’T WEAR THOSE AT THE HOSPICE!’ I was instantly shocked. I told her the story I noted above.

I respect everyone’s wishes and beliefs in grieving. Everyone’s wishes and beliefs are different and personal. I know MANY people that would be THRILLED to have me show up wearing Tinsel Deely Bobber Headbands if they were wanting to LET GO LITELY!

I heard of a family who lost their mentally/physically disabled son. They had a PARTY with BALLOONS at his viewing! Why? Because he LOVED PARTIES and BALLOONS! I wore PINK to a friend’s husbands funeral. He was a FUN LOVING FAMILY MAN and HUSBAND! He was KIND and CARING and FULL OF LIFE! He knew how to make you feel better when you were down, just by a kind word. I celebrated his LITENESS by wearing a LITE, BRIGHT COLOR to his funeral.

As for me – I want to LET GO LITELY and be seen with a SMILE on my face as I’m going to my next exciting adventure!

It’s OKAY to LAUGH at a funeral. Laughter isn’t all about responding to a joke. It’s OKAY to SMILE at a funeral. I tell people all the time – GRIEVING sometimes gets STUCK inside your body. Sometimes – planting a SMILE on your face or OPENING your MOUTH and LAUGHING allows the STUCK GRIEVING FEELINGS to SPILL OUT! I have had this happen to me on many occassions. When I feel STUCK – I open my mouth in a grin and sometimes start a tone to help my body let out, whatever it needs to process. Some cultures call this WHALING. It’s a healthy thing, to LET IT OUT and LET IT GO LITELY.

It may not be for everyone, but for those that wish – it should be allowed.

One of my favorite writings is by S.H. Payer: ‘Live each day to the fullest… be yourself, but be your best self… look forward with confidence and back without regrets…’

Another writer I like is: Don Miguel Ortiz who notes: Each day do you best. Each day your best is different, based on how you are feeling. So there are no regrets, because you are always doing your best.

If you need to LAUGH, laugh. If you need to CRY, cry. If you need to make a crack in your face with a smile to start a process, do it. No regrets – it’s your way of processing your feelings.

LIVE LIFE! LAUGH OFTEN! until your breath stops –
May you live till you LET GO LITELY with a smile on your face –
May you have the chance to make all your amends, forgive freely and know that you have done your best – and when you are ready to LET GO – LET GO LIGHTLY in the brightest of light with that smile emanating even after your spirit has left your body.

…with peace and a smile Ha Ha Helen Szollosy of LAFOLOT
Live Life in A-MAZE-MENT and make them wonder WHY you were smiling when you left.

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Bet you don’t have a Hallmark card for this one
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Laurie: Last year on my birthday my seventeen-year-old nephew killed himself. I’m sure he really didn’t consider that he would be altering my birthday for the rest of my life, but of course that’s what happened. And even worse, his step-mother was born on the same day as I was. Finding a card for this occasion is going to be damn near impossible. No one has a clue what was in the head of this handsome, popular, getting-ready-for-college, Soccer superstar with two girlfriends. And try as I might, I can’t find any redeeming lessons from this one. Just sadness that will always linger and a multitude of lives that changed forever on that day.

elizabeth: Scientists say that when people decide to end their lives that a part of the brain shuts down and another part takes over. I believe that. Because if people knew how their untimely and violent deaths would impact the lives of others, they would be horrified that they ever consider suicide as an option. The only way I can deal with the people I loved that ended their own lives is the belief that the world was just too hard for them — that they were too fragile a soul to stay any longer. It sounded like your nephew had everything to live for and that is what makes it seem all the more heartbreaking is that he would end a promising future. But we really don’t know what goes on in a person’s heart and soul. Our pain may be manageable. Theirs just wasn’t.

Laurie: I have a burning need to have things make sense. Surely there must be a lesson to be learned, a message of guidance, an omen, a warning, something. In my younger days I took solace in the fact that I was gleaning information and wisdom through unexplainable events that would eventually reveal itself. And as I get older, I realize that I have more questions than answers. I am almost resolved that this is the way it is but I still burn for explanations and a sense of order. I need to feel that all is right with the Universe. So I make peace with the unfathomable reality by assuring myself that when I die there will be a big answer board in the sky. I’ll send you a sign to let you know if I was right.

elizabeth: I think one answer is that we have no choice but to go on, forgive the person and try on the new normal. When people asked how I survived a near fatal car accident, when my friend was asked how she could survive the death of her 12 year old, and when my friend’s partner died of AIDS and was asked how can he go on — our answer was simply — what is the alternative?

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SMILE! It’s a Picture-Perfect Moment!
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I was also going to title this blog entry: THEY REMEMBERED!

When I was first starting my LAFOLOT business back in May of 2008, I hit the ground running with marketing and advertising. I made use of keychains from A.C. Moore Craft store that allow you to unsnap the circle shape, place your own printed design inside and snap it closed/sealed.

When I was entering an Olive Garden Restaurant near me, and a crowd was outside, one particular man stood out. He was Laughing Out Loud, surrounded by several other people. I whipped out one of my: I Love to LAFOLOT keychains, walked up to him and said: ‘HERE, YOU NEED THIS!’ When he read it, he Laughed Out Loud! His family got a chuckle out of it.

Well! Zoom forward to June 30, 2010 –
I’m walking out of Olive Garden Restaurant –
I see an older couple and a younger girl standing around my car, looking at the HA-HAHA license plate;
Live Life! Laugh Often! Bumper Display; and
magnetic side panel advertising: LAFOLOT – Laughter Clubs and Talks; Motivational Speaking…

I was REALLY tempted to use my cars ‘help you find you car in a crowded parking lot’ feature and press the button to set all the lights flashing. The young girl was at the back of the car looking at the license plate.

But, when I’ve done silly stuff like that in the past, it has backfired on me. I thought, watch me do this and it won’t stop! HA HA

So, I crossed the parking lot, they saw me coming (AND THEY DIDN’T RUN! THAT WAS A GOOD SIGN! HA HA).
They had big SMILES on their faces.
I told them what I had planned to do with the car alarm system, they laughed.

The older woman told me: ‘DO YOU REMEMBER US? YOU GAVE MY HUSBAND A KEY CHAIN YEARS BACK!’ ‘YOU SAID, -HERE, YOU NEED THIS!’ when we were standing outside the restaurant talking with our sons!

I laughed, I HAD REMEMBERED! I said: ‘It’s only been since May 2008!’ The lady laughed and said, ‘That’s YEARS ago to ME!’ I guess they were telling their granddaughter about me, the keychain, and she was getting a kick out of my car advertising.

I told them, ‘Well, you made my day!’ You not only remembered me, but gave me the gift of letting me know you remembered!’ I told them how I teach ‘Good Hearted Living’ by Steve Wilson as well as Laughter Therapy/Wellness. I said: I tell people all the time how it doesn’t cost anything to share a compliment or kindness. I asked them if I had given them a bookmark back then and did they each want one? They did! So I gave them each a SMILEY face, bright yellow LAFOLOT bookmark.

So –

They had a PHOTOGRAPHIC memory of the event and it brought them laughter and smiles!
The young girl was PHOTOGRAPHING my license plate! (HA HA)

So I had to: SMILE! It was a PICTURE PERFECT moment!

Share those SMILES BY THE MILES, share your wonderful thoughts, moments and memories and make people’s days. Remind yourself and others how special they have made your life!

Live Life! Laugh Often!
Ha Ha Helen Szollosy of LAFOLOT

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Weed Whacka HA HA HA HA – swing to the left
Healthy Living
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A mini HA HA Helen of LAFOLOT moment …

Just came in from doing the mini-yard work around my new Modular home.

If you want to have fun and get healthy while doing yard work; as well as put a healthy smile on your face as well as your heart and soul – try the HA HA Helen of LAFOLOT method of yard work.

Weed Whack WA HA HA HA HA …. swing to the left
Weed Whack WA HA HA HA HA … swing to the right
remove finger from power switch –

Bend and Stretch –

Lift and remove power cord out of the way (I whacked through 2 power cords in my younger years! I’m wiser, now HA HA!)

Re-engage power switch –

Weed Whack WA HA HA HA HA … swing to the left…

you get the idea!


I’m sweating bullets! bang bang bang (where did we get that saying anyhow?)

I gotta go – I hear hissing and spitting – my cats are at it again!

HA HA Helen Szollosy of Lafolot
signing out…
swing whacka whacka whacka … swing whacka whacka whacka whacka… HA HA HA HA SMILE!
Live Life! Laugh Often!

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No key and gotta pee!
Home & Garden
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Did you ever hear the warning about using a dead bolt to lock your house, because a basic lock can be broken into using a credit card?

Well, from experience (eh hem), I can tell you it’s true!

Just having bought a modular home that still needed to be inspected; I was given a master key for the “basic” door handle lock so I could move some small items into the home.

Being used to dead bolt locks, I accidentally turned the inside lock on the handle, shut the door behind me and locked my car and house keys in the new home! Problem is, it was 6:30am on on a Friday. I “did” have an extra set of car keys with me, thank goodness!

The BIG PROBLEM WAS—I am a menopausal woman over 50 who takes a blood pressure pill with a water pill in it—enough said? If no, let me tell you, a bathroom trip is required every 5 minutes, when it is first taken!

In my defense, I was exhausted from moving. I had slept on the floor the night before, so I could be ready for the movers with my bed disassembled. I THOUGHT I was thinking clearing and had made every effort to make sure I had everything before I left the modular home. I wanted to go over to my old condo to do some final cleaning early in the morning. I was really PISSED OFF—I guess I should use a different word—HA HA—because I was now stuck.

It was 6:30 AM and I didn’t want to wake anyone.

It was the day after a heavy rain, so there was a steady DRIP DRIP coming down from the roof rain gutter onto my head as I tried to work on the door.

I had heard you could use a credit card to open a basic door knob lock.

I didn’t use my credit card, but I had some club cards I wasn’t using that were expendable.

Everytime I tried to insert the plastic card, I would get HIT with a wet SPLAT on my head.

After 5 minutes of no luck, I was soaked on one side of the head! HA HA

I had MANAGED to get the door to BUDGE a bit, but I realized later, I was just too timid.

I had to RUSH to my car and drive to the nearest McDONALDS to use their bathroom. It was a TRUE EMERGENCY!

I then sat in one of the booths in the back to gather my thoughts.

I tried calling a younger sister to see if she had a spare key to my old condo, so I could meet her at work and pick it up—but no, she didn’t.

While I was waiting, one man was having a breakfast meeting with another man and giving him spiritual advice on job loss, his marital relationship, etc. I figured, what the heck, I just listened.

I got the thought to MAKE ANOTHER EFFORT at the door. He was being given the advice ‘Faith without works, is dead.’ At least that’s what I heard.

I went back to THE SCENE OF THE CRIME and met a couple neighbors who gave me contact numbers for other possible people with the master key. I couldn’t get ahold of anyone.

I went back to my new home door. I got out my OLLIE—GOOD STUFF CHEAP CLUB CARD and tried again.


When I finally got it slipped into the door and felt the door budge—I THREW THE FULL WEIGHT OF MY OVERWEIGHT, MENOPAUSAL, WATER PILL—GOTTA GOOOOOOOO Body into the door and it opened!

*PFEW! I flew to the bathroom! (first things first!) Then I was able to go about my day.

So, I am here to testify:

YES, I broke into my own home, using a plastic bonus club card.


Also—always lock your deadbolt and don’t rely on the door handle lock.

Ha Ha Helen Szollosy of LAFOLOT

Living Life! and Laughing Often!

Thank God I’m smart enough NOT to take this as a lesson to pursue a life of crime!


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Holy roller full moon!
Family & Relationships, Home & Garden
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After 4 days of constant activity from moving from a condo to a modular home, I couldn’t ‘honestly’ be responsible for my actions, now could I?

I participated in a local Methodist Church Flea Market in order to let go of some unnecessary items as well as advertise my LAFOLOT business. So, let me make my excuses BEFORE I tell you what happened! HA HA!

1) I had spent at least 4 days with non-stop physical, mental and emotional activity due to planning and participating in my move.

2) My new, modular home located in a beautiful trailer park, does NOT YET have air conditioning.

3) I barely finished moving all my stuff by Friday evening.

4) I hadn’t slept in 3 nights due to the heat and humidity.

5) I barely had time Friday evening, to prepare my ’stuff’ for the Flea Market this past Saturday!

Have I made enough excuses? HA HA

If I had been sleeping, I had prepared to awaken at 4:30 AM for a healthy breakfast and time to get to the church by 6:00 AM for setup. Problem is, I hadn’t slept. But! I DID get there with some stuff to sell and to promote my business! *HOORAY!

INTERESTINGLY! I had ‘thought and wished’ that I would somehow end up next to the nice folks I had been placed next to last year. I had also ‘though/wished’ that they would have a Caricaturist there, again this year. I have wanted one done for my LAFOLOT Live Life! Laugh Often! Business Products.

WELL! I got my wish! How strange was this! I was directly next to the lovely/helpful folks I had met last year. ALSO — how strange is THIS! At the last minute, they had scheduled a wonderful young woman/CARICATURIST and she was on the LEFT side of my space! Spooky, Huh? The other strange thing is, she could only stay 3 hours and I ended up being her only customer!

So, being TOTALLY exhausted, I just could not get comfortable. My knees and hips were aching! I tried my low beach chair in a bag, that hurt worse! I ended up giving it to someone.

I tried sitting in my open Hatchback to my Subaru Outback, that didn’t work.

I tried sitting on a couple plastic cases I had my t-shirts in, nope!

I tried sitting on the grass, no way — didn’t work either.
I even tried pulling my car into the space next to mine, vacated by the caricaturist, so I could sit in my car.

So, as a last resort, I had not yet sold a ‘used only once’ air mattress in a bag. It was bulky, sat about 3 to 4 inches off the ground in its bag. I felt it would help my back and allow me to stretch my legs out in front of me. So, JUST AS a Mom, Dad and two kids were approaching my tented space —

I GRACEFULLY lowered myself to the packaged, rolled, deflated air mattress. HA HA

As I put all my weight on it — (evidently ALL the air wasn’t out!)

I ROLLED completed backward, SLOWLY (not hurting myself, due to it being so close to the ground)


MY BUTT IN FULL VIEW — MOON — at the family coming towards me

I had become a HOLY ROLLER — presenting a Full View HOLY MOON to the family!

I rolled over to my side, got myself up and said: ‘I REALLY didn’t do that on purpose to entertain you!’

They didn’t even blink an eye! I guess seeing my LAFOLOT It’s Healthy! signs stuck into the grass made them think nothing of it!

I’m surprised the Pastor didn’t come over and kick me off the lawn for doing a Holy Roller Full Moon!


Gives a whole new meaning to STOP, DROP AND ROLL!
Ha Ha Helen Szollosy — Living Life in the Moment

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