Today Anna is typing and I will be dictating. I would like to start by expressing my dislike of "The Gift of the Magi." Primarily, because that is what happens when you don't communicate.
"What?" Anna says.
I was not clear. I don't like the story because they each only get dumb accessories for Christmas, and they are worse off for the exchange. It is the exact opposite of what should happen in a home economy. Their combined love is less than the sum of its parts.
Anna says: He's not talking about the story about the monkey's paw.
Nobody knows any story about a monkey's paw. It's obviously about a story about luxurious hair, tortoise shell hair accessories and a watchless chain.
My second reason for disliking this story is that I don't know how to pronounce it; I can only vent about it in the written format.
Anna: You don't know how to say Magi?
Is it Magi or magi?
Anna: Magi
Thyis is chris for real. I have commandeerred the keyboard and am typin g t a weird angle because anna wont move. She is the worst scribe EVER. She wont type what I am really saying and is only mocking me. What I mean is, I don't know if it is a soft g like "MAHJ-eye" or a hard g like "MA-guy".
Anna said she is bored. I am too. I am pretty sure this would have been a good explanation about why this story bothers me, but now it is a crazy rant.
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When I talk to people about the gift of the magi, I always relate a story from when Jaime and I first started going out. We went to the Cougareat one day to get some fries from the grille. I like hardened crispy fries, and Jaime loves nasty soggy squishy ones.
So we sat down to eat our fries. Since I like crispy fries, I assumed Jaime did too. So I ate up all the nasty squishy ones so that she could enjoy the good crispy fries.
Since Jaime likes nasty squishy ones, she ate up all the crispy fries so that I could enjoy the squishy ones.
In the end, we found out the truth about our preferences. And because this story took place in reality (and not crazy man O'Henry's brain), we didn't fall more in love with each other. Instead we both went home annoyed and probably a little bitter towards the other one for eating the good fries.
Hahaha - I've never been sure how to pronounce it, either. I always thought it was a soft G, but just to make sure, I went to dictionary.com and clicked on the little "horn" icon that pronounces the word for you. It IS a soft G, but the first syllable has a long A, and I've always pronounced it short A. Oh dear, now I'll probably forget the next time I have to say it, and I'll be really self-conscious and say it wrong. Here's how dictionary.com shows to pronounce it: MEY-jahy
I did a little squeal giggle when I read this post. Actually, that was before I even finished this post. That is how funny it is. It made laughter erupt from the inside of me. Then I laughed out loud for reals. So funny.
Also, that was me (Katie) who left that comment. I was going to say so at the beginning, but I thought you'd get more of a kick out of it thinking it was Bryan first. Haha. Now I am so funny too. Hopefully reading that and thinking it was Bryan made you squeal. Then we'd be even.
This is the real Bryan.
I just want to clarify that I did not do a "little squeal giggle" while reading this post.
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