It Is What It Is.

Our juniper-breeze-wildflower Ma (that sounded so Bath & Body Works, no?) emailed us recently:

What do you want for Christmas?????? She wrote.

Using as much enthusiastic emphasis as is possible in print, as usual. Er, digital print we spose. And we love that about her. She has always been much more cheerleader than us. In fact, Jennaballs was actually a spring sprungy cheerleader back in high school, cruising around in her yellow VW bug. Our Aunt Juju was one too. She even won the 'prettiest cheerleader' award, complete with trophy. Not even kidding. Some days we like to think the apple didn't fall far from the tree!!!!!!!!! But fuckit, we can't even do a deece somersault y'all.

So we sent her back a list. A list that shows we is growing up like we are supposed to:
1) Nice vacuum
2) Non-stick stir fry wok
3) Stainless steel colander
4) Calphalon pots and pans

And then we realized that our list looked just like gifts that we have been purchasing for all of our friends that are registered. And we freaked. Was it a sign that we should be on that path....? Is this an unconscious message to our subconscious consciously?? Are we virtually assessing our current state of being via subliminal messages to ourselves???! Breathe. Okay, just breathe.

No. The answer is no. We are not on that path and we are not alluding something....to ourself. That would be twisted. And even we agree with ourselves on that. Because to be honest this is what our ideal Christmas list really consists of, at this magical mystery tour point in our lives. Phew, we feel so much better. Thank you, thanks for your help. And please let us know what your lists consist of and what is going on with your life. Didja ever know Christmas lists came with such twentysomething angst?!!!!! Cheerleaders of the world, unite!!!!!!!!

1) Something from Lanvin's spring show.
2) Something Christian, of course.
3) A Monopoly game.
4) Gold trimmed glasses made by our friend, Tiffany.
5) A pretty puppy named Magnus and one named Candice, who are sister pugs and friends forever.

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