Hoodie Hype

Greetings beautiful people… you all doing hip? Cool? Groovy?

Gabe and I are having a laid-back week so far… of course, it’s only Monday. Last week, on the other hand, wasn’t so hip… Gabe had to be away for a while (family member with some health stuff going on) and I don’t do too good left alone… he’s not so groovy when he has to leave me either. We ran up a crazy phone bill, calling each other about 20-30 times a day (No fooling!) like we do any time we’re separated. Some people say we’re obsessed in a, like, “unhealthy” way, calling each other so much… like we’re being possessive or some of that junk. But man, we just need to be in contact all the time or we lose it.

What was I rappin’ about… oh yeah, so Gabe blew our joint, and I was getting pretty down. So this one night, when I was getting ready to crash, I went digging in the closet for something warm to wear, since it gets pretty chilly sometimes, you dig? And I dug up an old red sweatshirt/hoodie thing that Gabe’s been wearing since way before I met him. One of those thrift store finds that turns into a gold mine, I guess. Anyways, it sure smelled like him (or his cologne, I guess)!

So I grabbed it and hauled it on… pretty warm and cozy, and his scent all over it kind of make it feel like he was right there with his arms wrapped around me. So yeah, I kept wearing it while he was away… got into the habit of reaching for it before I crashed.

Anyways, he came home, and we were getting ready to crash this one night when I came into the room wearing his hoodie. I guess he was kind of shocked. “Yeah, I’ve been wearing it every night since you went away… kind of makes me feel like you were here, with your smell and everything, you know? Is that cool?”

And he kind of choked up a little. “Yeah, it’s cool… it’s just, when I used to be a kid in high school, I used to dream about having a girlfriend, and I always kind of pictured giving her one of my hoodies and her wearing it around… I never thought it’d actually happen.”

Well then, of course, I kind of choked up myself, ‘cause it melts a girl when her man gets emotional, and I said, “The crazy thing is, I used to imagine having a boyfriend who’d let me wear his hoodies and stuff and like it. And I never imagined that would happen either.”

So then we had one of those little laugh/cry happenings. People think Gabe’s a real rough dude, with the ponytail and everything, but he’s got a real soft heart, and even now he kinda gets this goofy grin when I come out wearing that hoodie, which I pretty much claimed.

So yeah, that was the Great Hoodie Happening… just another way for us cats to get closer and another way to fall in love.

What kind of week have you beautiful folks been having?

Peace out! 

Yoga or Jesus (or both?)

So, like, it’s been a while since we’ve dropped in… Gabe and me have been on a kick lately that I wanted to rap a bit about.

Gabe’s pretty heavy into the health stuff… eating clean, working out, all that. Now, I don’t mind walking around downtown a bit, but Gabe can be pretty persistent when he wants me to try something. So I figured, why not get into some stretches and stuff?

So I started poking around, looking for something that would be a fit for me. Cause, you know, I’m sort of “out there” and I don’t do good with programs of any kind. Reason why I never got into working out. Yeah.

So anyways, I kept coming on these articles and stuff that talked about yoga and stuff. Now, keep in mind that I was raised in a super-religious home. Yoga was a big no, ‘cause of the whole Eastern thing. (church-going cats don’t want nothing to do with Buddha ya’ll.)

But ignoring all the mantras and stuff, I kept seeing all these great exercises that I wanted to try. So then I had to rap with myself, “Are you gonna try this yoga thing or are you going to keep letting prejudice from your kid years keep you tied up?”

Then I remembered a quote I heard years ago, something along the lines of, “everyone’s gotta work out their own salvation.” I’ve said before that I’m cool with Jesus as a spiritual master… heck, even the Buddhists thought so. So I was like, “Why not do yoga and just think about light and love and peace and compassion, like Jesus would’ve, instead of getting into all the Nirvana and “OM” stuff?”

And I gotta say, it’s been going pretty well… I feel more flexible and healthy (plus I love that me and Gabe can do our health thing together) and I discovered a lot of great zen music that I can really jive with. The whole yoga deal is, like, outdoorsy and peaceful and soft and free, which is my type of thing… so yeah, it’s been pretty groovy! I’d say, “give it a try, if you haven’t already.”

I’m even gonna drop one of my favorite tracks here… and no, I don’t do yoga for two hours, I just like having it playing around the house. (And Gabe likes napping to it after he works out, haha) 

What about you beautiful people? Yoga or no?

Peace out!