A lesson learned??

Well, I truly believe it is safe for me to say that I had a FANTABULOUS weekend.
G and I went on a double date with our besties, dinner and the theater. I have to say that we had a great time.

Especially, leaving the theater. You know how they say (whoever they are), "what goes around comes around"...well my buddy Sondra, learned this lesson.

While I was pristinely sitting with legs crossed, hands in my lap, listening intently to the play...my less mannerly friends were in a full silent giggle over the misfortune of the poor elderly woman in front of us that was having a little issue holding in her flatulence. I thought I heard a little passing of wind and then next thing I knew the whole roll we were sitting in was jiggling. I was able to control my vocalization of mirth...but my friend was in full merriment. It was absurd (giggle) ;).

Well, here comes the best part.....

As we were all strolling down the quiet street, enjoying the crispness of the winter air, after leaving the theater. Sondra once again, was in a giggle about something, that I am sure I had nothing to do with....when....we once again....heard....what sounded like the forceful releasing of gas on an old wooden chair in an empty room, made by an old man after eating three days of beans and cornbread. The sound was bouncing off of the beautifully decorated old buildings like a ping pong ball.
This is when, I could no longer hold my composure...that I am so well known for....yes, believe it or not...I...laughed....out loud.

Not only me, but Donald too....and then Gerald turned around with a look of utter amazement...and said...."WHO........was.........that?" He then broke into full laughter! We were all laughing hysterically, thinking we were the only ones on the street...silly us.
The longer Sondra giggled the higher pitch her giggle became and the harder I laughed!
We were at a full stand still at this point because as we all know...Sondra...can't hold her bodily functions and laugh at the same time...It's such a shame

I, on the other hand, was bent over with my legs crossed, squeezing them tightly, simply to make her feel better. It truly sounded like someone was torturing a bunch of pigs right there in the streets with all the snorting and squealing that was going on. (sondra is just so noisy when she laughs) (I'm so glad that I don't have that problem, being the genteel woman that I am)

Then...from behind us....we heard...."Sounds like you guys have just come back from the Blue Belle"....the well known saloon, here in Guthrie. At that point, I think we were all relieved for them to think that was our problem...ya know...to keep Sondra from pure humiliation. 'Cuz, ya know, I would never want to do that to my friend. giggle

After, it seemed like hours, we gathered our respectable selves together...and continued on to the truck.

As they say....(whoever they are)....you just can't take Sondra anywhere!!!

Giggle...I love my bestie!!!