So late

Posted by: Misguided Mommy

So I was supposed to post something on Gingers blog, but fuck me if I haven't been busy and also just kinda run down and worn ragged. I look like I've been rode hard and put away wet. Wait, you know, that really doesn't even make sense to me. Someone really needs to explain that to me right now. Anyway I wanted to tell you something about Ginger. Did you all know she is a contagious laugher?

What this means is that if you laugh around her she is going to laugh. Now you may think most people are this way, but NOOOO they have nothing on her. For example. Lets say she is near me (I am a spontaneous continuous laugher) and I start telling a story. I have a habit of retelling a funny story and getting to the funny part and I start laughing right before. So I'll be like So this one time I hhahahahha omg this is so funny I went to the store hahahahah...ect, you get the point. Well as soon as she hears the first hahah she starts laughing. By the time I get to my full on this shit is funny hysterical laughing she is now laughing as hard as me. Okay well this poses a problem. You see, seeing Ginger laugh just busts me up and inevitably I start laughing even harder, which in turn passes to Ginger. I swear we pass laughter faster then high schoolers pass chlamydia. Before you know it we are in a fit of hysterics, me with tears streaming down my face and Ginger bright red, both bent over holding our bellies, when suddenly we both stop, and realize, WE HAVE NO CLUE WHY IN THE FUCK WE ARE LAUGHING. Yeah at that point we are only laughing because the other one was laughing.

Know what we do next? We sit there trying to remember why we started laughing, which, you guessed it, sets us off again. Now you are all sitting here right now thinking, wow Ginger and Shannon are a bunch of nerds. WE ARE! But in Gingers defense she is also kind of a contagious moronee (is that a word), meaning when she gets near me, my extreme nerdy moronism tends to smother her into becoming equally nerdy. Now, in large public places Ginger for the most part can maintain composure and look, umm adult. Me, not so much. However, when it's just her and I, well, lets just say it can get pretty ugly. We like to eat and make food. Now, considering her and I are pretty good cooks the stuff we come up with to eat is umm, not special. For instance nachos. Ahhh see this is where the nerdiness begins. We can actually spend a few hours arguing over whether chips with cheese on them are nachos (YES!) or just chps and cheese (NO!), and also, if macaroni and cheese is really in fact macaroni and cheese (YES!) or cheese noodles (NO!). We can go on and on. Then we will whip out a pack of instant chocolate pudding, whip it up and eat the whole mamajama in one sitting. She is also not opposed to cruising in public for sweet tasty treasures in her jammies with me. And has no problem just vegging out being lazy sons of bitches. I know you reading this saying, Shannon this isn't very nerdy, but dude, seriously people I have enough pride to not tell the good Shannon and Ginger stories (like the time we sat in my guest room with Katie all lined up practicing "freaking" that cool dance back then before a high school dance.), wait wait, not good enough for you? Maybe I should tell you that we were all wearing overalls and we all undid one strap of them (actually think they were overall shorts) then stood ass to umm fronts and commenced bending our knees shaking our hips left and right left and right in a totally non rhythmic disjointed utterly WHITE sort of way. Can I just tell you, IT WAS AWESOME! Oh hang on how about I set the mood, Montell Jordan's THIS IS HOW WE DO EEEEIT was playing in the background. Once we were done we switched on a little COTTON CANDY SWEET AS GOLD LET ME SEE THAT TOOTSIE ROLL and began practicing, to the left to the left, to the right to the right to the front to the front to the back to the back now dip baby dip, dip baby dip. Ooooooh yeah. We all realllly wanted to get the dipping part down. Alas it didn't work because that night while I was a freshman dancing with a couple hot seniors I distinctly remember Mike (who had amazing rhythm) saying, ooo how cute, look at her dancing like a white girl. I was crushed. All that practice and I got clowned on.

So in conclusion, Ginger laughs easily and whole heartedly, we are all total nerds and I still can't dance. Go ahead ask my husband.