My sister and I have always been able to communicate entire thought waves with very few or even a single word. Kinda like zipping a file before sending an email. But then she got married and had a baby and I started to wonder if we were losing our mojo... The other day, a rapid-fire conversation took place.
Seester: That commercial always reminds me of that dojo.... (snaps fingers in attempt to remember)
Me: Cobra-Kai.
Seester: YES! See, I love that I can just say 'dojo' and you know exactly what I'm talking about...
Me: What other dojo could you possibly mean?
Seester: Mmm. True.
Mum: *...* What just happened?
Bro: I have no idea...
Just because she's married doesn't mean I don't *get* her anymore
and vice versa. Sisterhood; such a wonderful and strange phenomenon...
PS. She was referring to the evil instructor and his dojo in The Karate Kid. The classic one. Pat Morita, not Jackie Chan. I still love Jackie Chan but he's not as easily incorporated into our familial nostalgia...
My sisters and I have the same, cryptic conversations even after I got married. People think we're confusing as hell :)
ReplyDeleteFunny how that works. :) (My sister is a black belt in Isshin Ryu karate, so when I hear "dojo" I think of her and her husband, who is a ninth degree black belt and trained with the "masters" in Okinawa.)
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