Why Having Crazy Friends May Just Save Your Life

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In honor of Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d post this important public service announcement:

Love your crazy friends.
They may just save your life.

Now I realize that it’s also possible that your crazy friends may actually cost you your life. Too many “last words” in the South have been, “Hey, y’all! Watch this!”

But . . .

According to Huffington Post, as a woman, if I want to live a healthy life, I need to hang out with my women friends a lot. 

It has to do with hormones and oxytocin and other stuff that I don’t really care about. I just like that I have a medical reason to rationalize why I need to go out with my friends more.

I’m currently trying to plan a vacation with some other families and we’ve been talking about whether now is the best time to spend money on such a trip. But after reading this study, I think we can’t afford not to go on this trip. Our health could depend on it!

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Why did Bev let me wear that outfit in public? I guess so she could laugh at me later.

Huffington Post never actually said that the friends have to be crazy, but when I think about my closest friends, they’re the crazy ones — the ones that make me laugh the most.

They’re the ones who I end up making a complete fool of myself with in public, and I don’t even care — and neither do they!

I must be producing all kinds of healthy oxytocin, or whatever it is, when I’m with them.

You know that feeling. You walk into church, and before you know it you’re in the midst of a great conversation.

One of your good friends walks by and says, “Are we still getting together tomorrow?” and you reply, “Yes! I can’t wait.” 

But then, one of your BEST friends walks in, and you don’t have to say a word. You just give each other “the look” and want to bust out laughing because you know exactly what that look means this week.

Friends look forward to getting together.

Good friends call you and ask if they can come over.

Best friends let themselves in your front door, pour themselves a cup of coffee and start eating your last donut.

I couldn’t live without my best friends.

If you marry someone a little crazy, you're gonna end up with a lot of crazy. Ah, life with my crazy best friend!

If you marry someone a little crazy, you’re gonna end up with a lot of crazy. So you get to live to be old & crazy!

Now, don’t get me wrong, my very best friend in life is my husband Larry — and few are crazier than him, so I’ll live to a healthy, ripe old age just by being married to him.

But . . .

According to Huffington Post, I’ve got to fill my life with women friends if I want to be healthy.

So, I’ve filled my life with so many crazy friends, I think I may just live forever. 

Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 says, “Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!”

Friends are great for picking you up when you fall down.

Of course, if you fall down, your best friend will eventually pick you up, but at first she’s going to be rolling on the ground laughing at you.

Which reminds me of a story . . .

It was the big homecoming game in high school, and my cheerleading squad had planned an extra special cheer for half-time.

Now you have to remember that this was a few years ago, back before cheerleading was a “sport.” Back before they expected you to be able to do a triple front flip with a double salchow and a toe loop.

Anyway, the cheer was designed like this: I stand on Claudia’s shoulders while the other cheerleaders stand across from each other right behind her, forming a human net.

At a certain time in the cheer, I pretend to shoot a gun and say, “Bang! Your dead!”

I know — why were we so violent???

Then I fall back into their strong, capable arms.

Can you see where this is going?

Somehow the timing got off. I fell back before they all linked their arms. Oops!

The few who were linked helped break my fall, thankfully, but I pretty much went straight to the ground.

My feet flew over my head along with my skirt.

For awhile I couldn’t get my feet back where they belonged.

I just lay on the ground in the middle of the field during half-time of the biggest game of the year with my feet and skirt over my head.

Several of my fellow cheerleaders — my good friends — ran to my aid, apologizing profusely.

Cindy, however, was one of my very best friends.

She didn’t help me at all. She couldn’t.

She was splayed out on the field laughing so hard someone probably had to help her up.

I’m sure I would’ve helped her up if I could’ve figured out which direction was up.

That’s what best friends do.

Every one needs as many crazy friends as they can get — but one will do!

And because I consider myself a good best friend, I thought it only appropriate that I share a little video of another of my best friends when she fell down — and how I was there for her — with my video camera and my laughter. 

“Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends.” ~ John 15:13

And pick up her video camera. (hee hee!)

Be a best friend to someone today on this great day of celebrating love.
Happy Valentine’s Day!


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  1. Yep! Remind me not to let you take my picture! Hilarious! Love you!

  2. Love, love, love this post!