An Exchange:

Posted by LSama on Dec 6th, 2008 in Uncategorized | 0 comments

Me:

Hi Mom,

You know how we were talking on the phone the other day and I said that I really didn’t have much I wanted for Christmas? And how a few weeks ago you mentioned how I hadn’t asked for anything really ‘cooky’(your words, there)for a while? Well, I’m about to ask for something.

A long time ago when I was rather young, I, like most young girls my age, saw David Bowie prance around in tight pants and big hair whilest watching Labyrinth. Thankfully, I was young enough to not pay attention to the tight pants part but I did pay attention to something Jareth(the character, that is), did.

Contact juggling. You know, the part where he does the really neat stuff with the clear sphere? That’s contact juggling and it’s something I’ve been interested in ever since. Apparently, with practice, it’s not too hard to learn, is great for hand-eye coordination, and most of all, it’s good exercise for those of us suffering from Carpal Tunnel syndrome, something I occasionally see signs of.

So here’s that one amazingly insane, cooky gift request from me for Christmas.

http://www.sparklingcitymagicshop.com/shop/product.php?productid=16612&cat=389&page=1

Yep. You got it. I want a 3.5inch sphere of acrylic that costs $35.00.

Amazingly, this is one of the cheapest one’s I’ve found. Some of them can get as pricy as $50, which doesn’t make a lot of sense to me quite frankly; Technically speaking I could just melt down a lot of press on nails, what with them being acrylic and all. For that matter, did you know that apparently, you can make a shiny ball out of mud? Mud, can you believe that? Where was this information when I was a kid? :( I feel as if I’ve been severely robbed of what could have been potential awesome at a remarkably young age.

Mud.

Ahem. I digress. So yea. That’s my one insanely bizarre Christmas request. I’ve obviously been slacking in this department, allowing you to fall into a strange sort of holiday ennui. Ennui. Just sort of rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it?

Love,
Lauren

Also: If you noticed the timestamp of this email, it’s correct. 4:26 a.m. Good grief.

My Mother:

That's what I get for asking....OH WELL!
I know that I am going to HATE myself for this...but...technically...
to juggle...won't that require two of them?

I could only giggle at her, honestly. She’s so hysterically funny, even when she’s not trying.