My Just as Crazy Other Half

July 6, 2008

Dear Diary,
All-righty then! I have caught up to the weekend.

I have shared a bit about traveling with just Scarlet. I have told you that we picked up a Sister in Spirit (Bev) in central Wisconsin who is riding a Honda Trike and now I must tell you about yesterday. Yesterday, and the second SIS stranger from south central Minnesota who will be riding with us. Leah ( or "Twitter" as she was affectionately re-named). Ya! You Betcha....ey! (that last "ey" is really reserved for the most northern dialect...but it is just too funny in my head not to include it here!)

Truly, Diary, I have racked my poor brain trying to figure out how to describe this next woman. I really don't think I can without somehow confusing you that I seem to be talking about myself. So I think the only way to present her now is to paint a picture for you with words of the two of us together.

Let me see......Have you ever made one of those cheesy school science projects...the volcano one where you mix vinegar with baking soda????? Thats us! (not certain who represents which chemical)

Or... Can you imagine how insane the Roadrunner cartoon would have been if there had been TWO roadrunners and only one Coyote? That's us and Scarlett!

Do you recall, Diary, how Thing One and Thing Two from The Cat In The Hat by Dr. Seuss tormented the two little kids with their antics.....yep, You guessed it..... That is us and Bev and Scarlett!!! HAHAHAhahahah.....Ahhhhhh, I do feel a bit sorry for Bev and Scarlett....but I do know they have spent a lot of time laughing and enjoying themselves because of us two!

So anyway, this other crazy woman rolls into the parking lot of our hotel on Saturday in time for lunch on her 2003, burgundy and cream, Yamaha V-Star, 1100. Before the poor thing has a chance to even greet us all we mention with guarded anticipation that we were all considering getting...Ummmmm...getting....a tattoo to commemorate the EPIC Journey. Before we can even begin to give her an out she is hopping up and down insisting "I'm in, I'm in, I'm in...I'm a tattoo virgin, but I am sooo in!!!"

It is at this point I see her delve into her pocket and pull out her electronic appendage...I mean her phone. While she explains to us about how freaked her mother will be and how shocked her husband will be, she simultaneously texts about 15 to 20 of her closest friends AND her Blog (called a twitter...AHHHhhh ;) hence her new nickname) and her sister, swearing the latter to secrecy.

Once she finishes, we are left to spend the afternoon getting to know one another before our big bonding ritual of getting inked and we do so over some lunch.