Funny moments are funnier when people are there to laugh with you!

Yesterday I was lonely as Esther slept and I walked around the house aimlessly trying to find something to do that made minimal noise and was still fun. I could think of nothing, so decided to go out on the front porch and call my mother. As I walked outside and was hit by a wall of freezing cold air I decided it would be more pleasant should the Christmas lights on the porch be turned on. I lifted up the hammock, walked under, and plugged in the lights. As I turned around I thought.. well, maybe if I curled up in the hammock I could get warm while I talked with my mother. So... I sat down and as I leaned back to lay down I lost my balance, my feet flew over my head and I dumped out the other side of the hammock. I landed on my head. I was laughing really really hard until I realized that I was laying upside down on my porch, legs straight up in the air, phone clutched tightly in my hand, pretty lights sparkling above my head, and I was all alone. Some how things just don't seem as funny when you have no one to enjoy them with.
After that embarrassment set in.
Bummer, a perfectly good moment of hilarity yet again turned into embarrassment. What is this world coming to?