The Mid Life Dating Files 2025

What makes you laugh?

What Makes Me Laugh (Apparently… Me)

If you’re looking for a sophisticated sense of humor over here… keep scrolling. That is not what’s happening in my life.

What makes me laugh? Honestly… it’s me. I am the joke.

Not in a sad way. In a “how did you just fall UP the stairs?” kind of way.

Because yes — I fall. A lot. And not just in normal, reasonable situations where falling might make sense. No, no. I fall:

Going up stairs Going down stairs Standing still on a flat surface Walking on a bumpy surface Getting out of a car Sitting in a car

Gravity and I are not on the same team. At this point, I just assume it’s personal.

And the best part? I’ll laugh every single time. Because what else are you gonna do when you trip over absolutely nothing? Blame the air? File a complaint with the sidewalk?

Now let’s talk about my brain.

I don’t get jokes.

Like… at all. Someone will tell a joke, and I’ll smile politely like I’m in on it. Meanwhile, my brain is buffering like dial-up internet in 1997.

Then — hours later — sometimes in the middle of the night — I will sit straight up in bed and go,

“Ohhhhhhh… I get it now.”

And just start laughing. Alone. In the dark. Like a lunatic.

My friends have accepted this about me. They’ve also accepted something else:

I am the worst person to watch a movie with.

I will ask questions. Constantly.

“What just happened?”

“Who is that?”

“Wait… is he the bad guy?”

“Did I miss something?”

Before movies even start now, they’ll look at me dead serious and say:

“CHRISTY. Do NOT ask anything during this movie. Wait until it’s over.”

And I always say, “But I’ll be lost if I don’t!”

To which they respond, “We can’t take you anywhere.”

Which is rude… but also fair.

Now here’s where things take a turn.

Apparently, there’s another version of me. A mysterious alter ego my friends like to call… Spirit Water Christy.

She shows up after I’ve had a little too much to drink, and according to witnesses, she is:

Hilarious Quick-witted Full of one-liners Slightly mean (which… I have questions about)

They LOVE her.

Honestly, I’d like to meet her too. Because regular me is out here tripping over oxygen and asking plot questions 12 minutes into a movie.

Meanwhile, Spirit Water Me is apparently hosting a stand-up special.

At least she’s got my back.

So yeah… that’s what makes me laugh.

The falling.

The delayed understanding.

The constant confusion.

The accidental comedy show that is my life.

I may not always get the joke in the moment…

but give me a few hours.

I’ll wake up laughing eventually.