We are wise, wise women. We are giggling girls.
I've always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it's a bit like f***ing which is fun only for amateurs. Old whores don't do much giggling.
I like to be somewhere at least where you can see a few girls around once in a while, even if they're only scratching their arms or blowing their noses or even just giggling or something.
When you are totally depressed, you should try giggling. Just make yourself laugh. Force yourself to laugh.
I know the rules. I've been living here longer than you have. " He cracks a smile then. He nudges me back. "Hardly. " "Born and raised. You're a transplant. " I nudge him again, a little harder, and he laughs and tries to catch hold of my arm. I squirm away, giggling, and he stretches out to tickle my stomach. "Country bumpkin!" I squeal, as he grabs out and wrestles me back onto the blanket, laughing. "City slicker," he says, rolling over on top of me, and then kisses me. Everything dissolves: heat, explosions of color, floating.
My kids hear me behind my door, giggling like an idiot, and they roll their eyes at the blatant indignity of it all.
. . . now and then a giggling trail of mermaids appeared in our wake. We fed them oatmeal.
I can't even say the word 'titmouse' without giggling like a schoolgirl.
Now you are no longer a giggling child, smiling at whoever comes along. You are a woman with power. Learn to control your smile, and you can control what men will think about you.
Giggling should be made illegal.
The Beatles had gone beyond comprehension. We were smoking marijuana for breakfast. We were well into marijuana and nobody could communicate with us, because we were just glazed eyes, giggling all the time.
Life is a vale of tears in which there are moments you just can't stop giggling.
There's nothing like trying to spoonfeed Tortellini Carbonara to a blindfolded naked giggling woman.
I was the last one of nine kids - eight girls and me last - and my sisters were going out. They were teenagers. And as they were getting ready, I would sit on the bathtub and watch them put on makeup and transform themselves - you know, putting on clothes and giggling about the boys they were going to meet and everything. So for me, that was an amazing thing - the fact of transforming themselves.
A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make love?" he demanded. No, I thought. I won't. I will not. But I did. "Very carefully," I replied, giggling helplessly. So now we know just how old that one is, I thought.
Along the way [Mozart] got married; fathered seven children (two of whom survived into adulthood); performed as a pianist; violinist; and conductor; maintained a successful teaching studio; wrote thousands of letters; traveled widely; attended the theater religiously; played cards, billiards, and bocce; and rode horseback for exercise. Not bad for someone portrayed as a giggling idiot in the movies.
How do I ask my shrink to stop responding to everything I say with, Too much information! and then giggling behind a pillow?
When I found out I was having twins, I was even in denial that I was pregnant. When I found out I was having twins I just laughed. "Of course this would happen!" I started giggling.
