Friday, June 12, 2009
A Friend Indeed...
When it takes about twenty minutes for you and your friend to notice she’s wearing two different shoes (in her defense, they were of a similar style) or when you leave the house wearing a t-shirt inside-out (in my defense…well, there really isn’t one…) YOU KNOW that long ago the two of you chose the very best kind of friend to have.
The kind where, when you begin losing it, someone else is along for the ride – and you’re both capable of such incredible laughter when those mishaps occur. The tears and snorting and gasping for breath and tummy torture sort of laughter.
My God, we crack each other up.
Whose turn is it next, Half-Brain?