If you have a sibling, I'm sure you've experienced those moments where all you needed was to give each other a certain glance, and the buffoonery would ensue. I remember sitting in church with my brother as young kids and we could not, I repeat, could not hold ourselves together. We'd avoid any and all eye contact with each other, in fear that we would simply die of hysterical laughter. Nothing amusing usually happened, but the sheer reason we were in church...was enough for us. There we were, keeled over, stomach cramped, holding in laughter with every inch of our little bones....every Sunday.
What about awkward Christmas ornaments. My family is famous for them. The above is an antique ornament, probably the size of my pinkie. It was my grandmothers mothers mothers brothers mothers who the hell knows anymore. My mom has always placed this on her tree. WHY. Who would put such an ornament on their tree! The sheer awkwardness of this very ornament has my brother and I in complete hysterical laughter every year. We run up to each other holding this odd tiny head on the end of a 2" pipe cleaner. We take a gasp, look each other in the eyes...and die. I decided to take it home this year to San Francisco, along with some other antique ornaments I grew up with. I decided to sent a photo of it to my brother after I was done decorating our tree. I'm still laughing thinking about the comedy text party that followed. I love you Richie.
Oh, and all this happened.
I hope everyone had a beautiful holiday!