Drunk on Happiness

It was sometime last year, during the summer, that I stopped at a gas station downtown while out running errands, having found my tank on empty once again.

Suegra happened to be along for the ride, sitting next to me in the passenger seat. I pulled up to the pump and shut the car off. As I blindly rummaged in my bag to find my debit card, I watched a couple cross the parking lot, laughing so hard that they had to hold onto one another for support as they walked. I began to smile, feeling their infectious happiness, but Suegra clicked her tongue.

“Borrachos,” she muttered, shaking her head.
“Drunks?” I said, “Maybe they’re just happy?”
Suegra looked at me like I was stupid. I shrugged my shoulders and got out of the car.

The rest of the day, and even a year later, I still think about that moment because it so clearly demonstrates how one’s outlook on life can change any situation.


  1. Borrachos de felicidad! Ooooh man! I can relate to that! I love it when people think I´m drunk (I actually don´t even like alcohol!) when I´m just really really happy. :D
    Cheers por la felicidad que emborracha amiga!

    • Amiga, you are going to have so many more opportunities to be “borracha de felicidad” once the baby arrives! :)

      See that smile there in the post? That’s my youngest son. It’s infectious isn’t it?

      Fun fact: Children smile an average of 400 times per day. Adults? Only 15.

  2. What I like most about this anecdote is the symbolism of the fact that your car was running on empty – while running errands with suegra.

    • Reminds me of the Irish blessing:

      May those that love us, love us.
      And those that don’t love us,
      May God turn their hearts.
      And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,
      May He turn their ankles
      So we will know them by their limping.

      jajaja… thanks, Carrie :) Igualmente.

  3. I’m with you! Outlook is everything. And smiles should be infectious. (Those commercials with the laughing babies make me giggle every time!)
    My oldest boys is a “glass half empty” sort of fellow — he got it from his dad, and I’m a “glass half full so there is room for more” kind of optimist.
    It can be hard seeing the self-sabatoge outlook sometimes, especially from a loved one. And especially when I just can’t see what they are moaning about!

  4. My mom always used to tell me about laughing contests with her sisters growing up…one person just starts laughing, even if it’s fake, and soon enough everyone in the room is laughing for real. It’s so funny…we tried it this weekend and it worked…except for my son Joaquin, the normally sourpuss, realist…he just kept saying, “I don’t get it.” Poor thing.

  5. I just spent the weekend with a sour puss and it was just laughable. Mostly because it could have been so much better if this person would have just made a better choice.

  6. jajaj funny one cause my suegra would say the exact same thing! she is a criticona though… second ppl would always ask if i was drunk when we’d go to the bailes and i wasnt my primas would say “No asi nuestra prima biena payasa..no necesita alcohol” lol n its true i would get so hyper on my own.

  7. Donde encuentras estos videos???? Me encantan!
    Así. es, Don’t worry be happy! TODO tiene solución en la vida menos la muerte! Así que a vivir la vida con optimismo y felicidad!
    AH… y a reir! La risa es contagiosa; rie y aquellos cerca de ti reirán contigo!

    • Actually, Carlos is the one who discovered the band “Sie7e” — He showed me one of their songs which I loved and when I was clicking around on YouTube to hear more from them, I found this one :)

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