skeeter & scooter....

alright, i know the kissy face is just dumb, but aren't we cute?  who wouldn't want to kiss us?  oh i know one person it would be cheating. no names, but this dear friend knows who they are.

anyway, this is heather.  i met her in sixth grade.  we instantly bonded, maybe it is because we have the same name?  maybe its because we both have dark hair?  maybe its because we both have very kissable lips?  or maybe it's just because we are both awesome?  i'm going with all of the above with a slight emphasis on the awesome.

heather and i had some much needed girl time last night.  just two long time, life time friends chilling on my freezing cold leather couch with a bottle of 14 hands merlot (good call heath), laughing our fannies off.  yes, much needed girl time.  a bottle of wine downed, the beginning of a new day quickly approaching and our conversation got pretty silly.

...it's not like you ask yourself "how does it feel" and then answer "feels good", because you are doing it yourself, you already know.  i am so glad i had just gone to bathroom and emptied the tank, because i would've peed myself.  heath and i were laughing so hard tears were streaming down our faces and we were gasping for breathe.  i'm not even sure how this subject came about, but it's the kind of conversation you can only have with a tried and true friend.

so here's the thing about friends you have known for your whole life.  you can talk about anything.  you have inside jokes.  you get each other's humor.  it's comfortable.  there is no pretending, or holding back, or sugar coating.  you just say what you need to say because it is safe.  you can also fall easily into the giggles without a ladder to escape. the type of friend where if you did pee yourself from excessive laughter you would simply laugh more. 

my friendship with heather is solid, deep and meaningful.  i love her for all the memories we have shared, for her continued friendship and support, and for everything we will face in the future.  i know that when we are 80, she will get there first because she is older, we will still be laughing our fannies off reminiscing.  however by the time we are 80 our false teeth will probably fall out from gaped mouth laughing, and if my teeth fall out i will for sure laugh hard enough to pee myself, but it will be okay because i will have on my adult diapers. oh what a sight we will be.