Hippie Holidays flower children!
And
how are you beautiful people? Cool? Groovy? Hip?
Well
I have to tell you cats about one of the funniest things that ever
happened to me and Gabe. We got our Christmas tree up the other
day... just a little second-hand number that we picked up in a garage
sale... and we were jazzing it up with some little handmade stuff and
some pretty lights.
So
Gabe comes home from work last week righteously hyped over
these handpainted ornaments he found. You know, we always try to go
for handmade/recycled/locally sourced stuff and all that. So Gabe, no
foolin', bounces in through
the door all hyped over these handpainted decorations. And man, they
were pretty groovy. I was rapping to Gabe about how pretty they
were, until I noticed something written on the back. "Uh, babe?
Who's "Jessica"?"
My
man stops, looks at me, looks at the ornament, and then holds up the
one he has in his hand. His has "Chris" written on the
back. Turns out my man must have been spaced or something 'cause the
dude grabbed personalized balls without even seeing the names on
'em...
Well,
we musta laughed for about fifteen, nonstop. Gabe laughed so hard he
actually cried, and sat there with tears rolling down his face, and
he keeps repeating, "Dude, I saw "Chris" but read it
so fast I thought it said Christmas!"
And
I just laid on the floor laughing until my stomach hurt. "Far
out, Gabriel... that's a winner, dude."
So
anyways, Gabe was pretty bummed 'cause his big idea kinda died. Me, I
just hung those decos on the tree anyway... they're still groovy, and
my man picked 'em out, and plus they make us laugh, so it was
copacetic. Man, we'll remember this one for a few... now Gabe goes
around calling me "Jessica" and I call him "Chris"...
maybe we should change our names!
You
beautiful souls have a funny story to send us?
Peace
out!
