Partner In Crime!

I’m trying to make more of an effort this year to write about things not always triathlon related. I’ll try to dish about non-tri events, too. We’ll see how this entry goes.

Unfortunately, this may be one of those ‘you had to be there’ type of stories. I’ll do my best to illuminate how hilarious it was, but you really did have to see it…

My good friend, Dana Henry, invited me to join her as her ‘date’ for a wedding last night. Her husband couldn’t go last-minute so she invited me to go with her. She had joined me the previous weekend at my longtime friend, former ITU pro, Kelly Cook’s, wedding party – so perhaps Dana was returning the favor? Or was she punishing me? Ha.

To fully appreciate the story, you have to know Dana. She is probably the funniest person I have ever met, completely willing and able to say ANYTHING in any moment. I thought I needed an edit button?? Sheeesh. Dana loves to push buttons to embarrass people/make them laugh for the sheer comedy of it all. Honestly, I think I have met my match!

But anyone can just push buttons – what separates her from being a huge beeyotch and being really funny is that she is genuinely loved, because she is genuinely kind. If she just slammed people all the time we would all hate her… but everyone loves Dana, and with GOOD reason. She’ll make fun of herself first and call herself on her own crap before she teases anyone else. She’s also a devoted wife and mother: her husband Kyle is awesome, and I am in love with her two boys, Cole, 10 and Adam, 4. They are a great family. Who couldn’t love someone like Dana? The fact that she is gorgeous certainly doesn’t hurt her, either. Somehow when a really beautiful, thin, stylish woman rolls up to you with her index finger in your face and says, “Pull my finger” and can back it up, you just gotta love that!

So… we’re at the wedding. Everything is prim and proper. We’re minding our manners, engaging in cordial dialog with other guests, and with exception of me throwing small grapes at people at other tables, we were behaving appropriately. I should have known everything would soon go south…

We lasted pretty long without a scene. This was pretty good for us. Soon enough a group was gathering on the dance floor as the groom had requested more folks join in, so we decided to help rally the guests out there. The band was great… awesome vocals… they started “the train” and we all jumped on to roam around the room. Dana was behind me and every once in a while kept lifting my dress up! I would shove it down quickly, embarrassed, and smack a giggling Dana. Some of our friends sitting at tables were laughing, but it didn’t seem to horrify the house. So, we’re all dancing …. Dana has her back to the band on the front line, grooving and getting down. In a swift maneuver I tossed up the back of her dress as she’s grinding towards the floor… in that precise moment she was bending over – and in her sexy g-string she was basically mooning (and then some) the entire band behind her with NOTHING left to the imagination…!!

It was the response of the band members that made Dana and I laugh so uncontrollably as we bottled off that dance floor. The female vocalist’s eyes were huge saucers as her mouth hit the floor, the drummer was craning his neck around like a giraffe in a desperate attempt to get a view of her ass, the male vocalist was blotting his head with a cloth while trying to fan himself as he laughed, and the guitarist actually stopped strumming because he was laughing so hard…

IT WAS HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dana was such a good sport, and was cracking up through her embarrassment. I could barely stand I was laughing so hard. As we rushed off the dance floor she screamed back, “This is when we leave!” We said some quick goodbyes through our breathless laughter and bolted out of that reception area like we stole something, wondering aloud if we were too immature to be invited to an event of theirs again.

I continue to laugh today whenever the dance floor visual, and the reaction of the band members, comes to mind. Even now I am laughing as I think of it. You really had to see it to get it, but trust me when I tell you it was hilarious. I got messages on my VM today from Dana saying, “I can’t stop giggling every time I think about it…” and then she would laugh again… What a great, humble spirit she has. She is good for me and I am lucky to call her friend.

She is my true partner in crime. Be warned if you invite both of us somewhere. We’ll likely get kicked out. But you’re almost guaranteed some good laughs… who among us wouldn’t welcome that?

Cheers!

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