High Five to That, yo.

I'll go ahead and admit it now.  I love a good high five.  Seriously.  It's dorky, it's cliché, and when you get it right, it's so satisfying.  

Once upon a time one of my girls taught me the secret to always hitting a solid high five.  As luck would have it, now that it's crunch time, I cannot recall who taught me this little gem of a trick.  My gut tells me it was Pecan Sandie, but I could be wrong.  If it was YOU, speak now, or forever hold your peace. 

Back to it... OK.  If I was one of those fancy cool professional bloggers out there, I'd probably include detailed drawings and/or photos.  But alas, I am both lazy and uninspired... lethal blog combo.  So if you can bear to make it through my posts without all the razzle dazzle, I salute you!  Oh, and thanks for reading, Mom. 

Now, here's the secret... This works WONDERS when you're attempting the ill-fated drunken high five by the way... When you rare back and go in for the five, look at each other's elbows.  To be clear... look at the fiving elbow if your opposing fiver... don't look at your own elbow, or you'll probably get an unfortunate wack on the head.  

Anyway... try this at home (or in public).  It works, I promise.  Happy high fiving, everyone!

That is all, 

SBC