April 29, 2009
What I did in April instead of Blogging.
I formed a serious addiction to these things.
I bought one little box at first, just because the little Ginger Dude is so fetching. I wanted to see him again. Like next time I opened my purse. I mean, look at him. You have to admit he's amazing. Cheery. Encouraging. And obviously that Ginger Chew he's gnawing on has launched his spirit into a state of Blissful Repose.
I wanted Blissful Repose. Oh yes. For me. That.
I kinda liked his snazzy purple pillow, too.
By noon next day the box was empty. My life was speckled with wrappers. I was definitely more blissful.
But I could not repose. Because the box was empty.
I ran back to World Market post haste to fetch backup supplies in case of a worldwide shortage. What if ginger farmers revolted? What if The Ginger People decide not to share?? What if California slid into the sea??? You just never know.
Shaking, I bought six boxes. I felt better. I blissfully wadded wrappers. I reposed. I forgot to blog.
Then, just as my stash was dwindling, I was at Whole Foods one afternoon and suddenly sensed that my little friend Ginger Dude was nearby. Oh Happy Day! There he was, way up on high! On Sale! Oh My! I winked conspiratorially at Ginger Dude, and he turned and waved to all his clones behind him, and in one Blissful Moment they all leaped together from the shelf into my basket.
The cashier said, blissfully, "Wow, groovy like. So... you, too?" See, she knows.
Oh, what fun we had, my Ginger Dude clones and I! Our only kerfuffle was that the regular flavor Dudes wanted to listen to Al Green on the way home, while the Spicy Apple Dudes wanted KC and the Sunshine Band. We compromised with Jack Johnson, and they all grooved to Better Together in my ecologically responsible organic cotton canvas grocery bags all the way home.
My pantry by now a veritable Ginger Dude hangout, I now begin to feel magnanimous as well as blissful. I now begin to share my Ginger Chews with others. Some feel the power. Others just say, "Thanks, hmm," and look at the birdies.
That's okay. Either way, I am Blissfully Reposed. Serene, yet Invigorated. It's all that ginger, see?
So if I forget to blog in May, think of me with a smile. I'm thinking of getting purple pillows and forming a society so we can all eat Ginger Chews anthropologically, that is to say, in large groups. Groovy like.