Lunch is always a fun time around our house, especially when everyone happens to be there at the same time. (That's too rare!) Yesterday I was zoning on the couch listening to all the people around me chatter when someone got the hiccups. Suddenly, in a bold move, my roommate Amber claimed to know the absolute cure to hiccups. Amber's not one to make such absolute claims unless she really believes what she's saying, so I listened intently.
"Guaranteed to work everytime," she declared. I could hear her confident smile from my secluded spot in the living room. "First you close your eyes really tight and hold your breath. Now, imagine a huge herd of zebra running through an open field. Focus hard on that image, seeing it as clearly as you can, and your hiccups are sure to go away. It's always worked for me."
By the time Amber finished her ultimate hiccup cure commercial, the hiccups were gone. Coincidence? I don't think so.
There's something about overhearing this silly conversation that makes me love my sweet roommates even more. You never know what quirky, endearing trait or idea will emerge next! Anyone else out there have a creative cure for the hiccups?