When my mother forgets a wordļæ¼, she is the queen of coming up with new words. Words that would take a third National Treasure movie to fully decipher.ļæ¼ I was talking to her yesterday, and she said this: āYou know the time for los jibbities is coming upļæ¼. You must be so excited!āļæ¼ Oh, is it time for los jibbities already?ļæ¼ I must have missed it on my calendar. ļæ¼Are we celebrating something? āOf courseļæ¼! We should all be celebrating, shouldnāt we?ā ļæ¼OK, so los jibbities is a happy thing.ļæ¼ Itās not like something is giving you the heebie-jeebies, which would have been my one and only guess.ļæ¼ āLos heebie-jeebies? Now youāre making things up.ļæ¼..and this is my show.ā Youāre right. The time for los jibbities is coming upļæ¼. Is this a season? āYes, the season for love. The season for pride.āļæ¼ OK, los jibbities. āYeah, sound it out.ā Losā¦jibbities. LGBTs! āSĆ, mira cuz youāre gay!ā āYou couldnāt just say pride season? You couldnāt just⦠*laughs*
HAPPY LOS JIBBITIES EVERYBODY!!!


























