When my mother forgets a wordοΏΌ, she is the queen of coming up with new words. Words that would take a third National Treasure movie to fully decipher.οΏΌ I was talking to her yesterday, and she said this: βYou know the time for los jibbities is coming upοΏΌ. You must be so excited!βοΏΌ Oh, is it time for los jibbities already?οΏΌ I must have missed it on my calendar. οΏΌAre we celebrating something? βOf courseοΏΌ! We should all be celebrating, shouldnβt we?β οΏΌOK, so los jibbities is a happy thing.οΏΌ Itβs not like something is giving you the heebie-jeebies, which would have been my one and only guess.οΏΌ βLos heebie-jeebies? Now youβre making things up.οΏΌ..and this is my show.β Youβre right. The time for los jibbities is coming upοΏΌ. Is this a season? βYes, the season for love. The season for pride.βοΏΌ OK, los jibbities. βYeah, sound it out.β Losβ¦jibbities. LGBTs! βSΓ, mira cuz youβre gay!β βYou couldnβt just say pride season? You couldnβt justβ¦ *laughs*
HAPPY LOS JIBBITIES EVERYBODY!!!















