doodledee

My sister was my secret santa this year and no doubt from the moment she reached into the hat and pulled out a little slip of paper with 'dave' written on it she was haunted by the awesome responsibility of finding enough gift-worthy trinkets to adequately stuff my stocking. Either that or she went about her business as usual and then ran out to Target at the last minute. It doesn't matter, she got me some cool stuff.

One of the coolest was a tin of Jiffy Pop popcorn. A total hoot. I hadn't even *seen* one of those in years. Needless to say, it's already been consumed. I broke it out a week or two ago when Libby went to the video store and came home with a copy of Episode 3, a movie I never managed to see in the theater because, well, I wasn't motivated enough to get there. Funny how that works. But like I said, it was her pick, she brought it home on her own, she suggested we watch it. Huh? It was so bizarrely odd that I felt the need to scan the room for hidden cameras and get my "oh no you didn't" face ready for when my trucker hat wearing kid would come crawling backwards down the stairs to announce that he and mommy had just punk'd daddy fer'reals. Except, uhh, that never happened.

So Libby's loading up the DVD and I'm in the kitchen shaking my booty off and swirling the Jiffy on top of the stove, listening to the crackle and sizzle and waiting for the inevitable aluminum dome to sprout AS IF FROM NOWHERE when Libby comes in and kind of stands there and looks at me and my 'technique' and asks if I know what I'm doing.

I [obviously] respond, "Of course I do, I make Jiffy Pop all the time".

To which she responds, "No you don't."

And I had nowhere to go. She was right. I never make Jiffy Pop. And I've known her long enough that I can't claim that I used to make it all the time back before I met her. It's been like 10 years. She'd know if I'd been making it, duh, I would have been talking about it for weeks afterwards, just look at me now.

And it was at that moment that I realized that all my "I do [x] all the time" claims had become null and void. A sad day, to be sure, but I was surprisingly ok with it. Most likely because I practice transcendental meditation. All the time.