you know how when you are coming back from a road-trip with girlfriends, you start reviewing the entire trip and all the things that made you laugh the whole time? I honestly think that may be my favorite part of my trips with Heather… when we’re driving back from the beach and re-hashing all the funny things that happened and we both get so tickled that I practically have to pull over so we can both pee.
on our last trip, I was doing silly karate moves all weekend (because I’m a spaz)… this past weekend, I was doing high-kicks and hurkeys while cheering for the runners. I looked ridiculous, but it was cracking everyone around us up, so I kept doing it and laughing myself silly (again, spaz). When we met up with some friends from last year, one of the girls used to be a cheerleader and demonstrated correct hurkey form (while being 6 months preggo – show off! ha!).
So Heather and I are were driving home and laughing about the hurkeys… she mentioned that Brannan’s was quite impressive and that obviously she had been a kick-butt cheerleader not long ago. I – crushed that she hadn’t raved over MY hurkeys – said “you mean – it was better than mine?!”. And then we both busted up laughing… between gasps for breath, Heather suggested that I should probably attempt a hurkey in front of a full-length mirror at some point so I could see myself… since I’m actually only getting about 2 inches of air each time I jump. baaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahaha. Okay, yeah… so I have the next 12 months to work on that move before next year’s Shamrock race.