Diary of a Mad Hippie Ch. 6 Greg and Tara reunite

Dear Diary:The coolest thing happened this week!  Man, what a trip!  First of all, Chance and I have been very busy planning our double wedding with  Chase and Cumin. I still can’t believe we got hitched!  My Mom never married, and I turned out pretty groovy, I think.

Since I’m so new at stuff like this, we really lucked out.  A happening new party joint opened up and we snagged the place for one rockin’ night!  Everyone toasted us all, it was a totally far out scene!  That’s the way to do it too: party first, get yourself mellow, man.

 

I’m not exactly sayin’ I had cold feet, but I wanted to let my brother and his bride go first.  To test the waters.

I saw how happy they were, and Chase was just beautiful people.

All of our siblings were there, but we still hadn’t managed to introduce our folks yet, it was so crazy!  I was still a little worried they wouldn’t get along anyway, they’re so different from each other, totally opposite ends of the same planet.

When it was our turn, Chance and I jumped right up there and said our vows.  We said them to each other, I really don’t care what anyone else thinks. Especially The Man!

But it was nice that Chase was just as jazzed for us as she was for herself and my brother.

After the ceremony Chance promised me he would always be romantic,that we would not become a cold, uptight couple, he wouldn’t allow it!

The cake was out of this world!  But now’s when I get to the part that nearly blew my mind. 

It’s a good thing my mom is so unconventional, because I still hadn’t gotten around to introducing her to Greg, my new father-in-law yet.  But it turns out they had met before

 

!  Chance’s old man later told us how it went:  He saw this beautiful golden hair, and it reminded him of someone from his past.  (Tarragon is always turning heads wherever she goes, so I didn’t quite dig it just yet).  He caught just a glimpse of her face, but was absolutely sure it couldn’t be who he thought it was… 

 

He had to get a closer look, so he walked right up to the golden goddess.  (His words!)

Greg says his jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw her face.  It was “his” Tara from his youth.  I was jonesing to know what was going on. But they weren’t sharing yet.

He was tripping out!  He assumed she had known he was in town all along, that she was pulling some kind of power trip or something, and that her folks were involved in it somehow.  I don’t know what that was all about.

She recognized him immediately and smiled from ear to ear. Then she jumped right on the dude!  My mom is definitely out there, but this was far out behavior, even for her.

I was kind of embarassed about all that PDA, Chance was always telling me how uptight and square his family was. I was worried about what they would think of my Mom, although I was used to that, too.  Chance and I, and Chase and Cumin just kept groovin’ on the dance floor, and let Mom and Greg hash it out themselves.  It didn’t take long before they were dancing along beside us, having a bitchin’ time together.

Then something totally crazy happened!  My father-in-law proposed to my Mom!  And even crazier:  she said yes!  Even after they explained to us kids that they were in love years ago, and split up by her controlling family, I still didn’t think my Mom would be the kind to settle down.  She is such a free spirit!  Apparently she wasn’t always that way, she says she has a lot to tell me later, when life calms down for the both of us.

 My Mom has hooked up with so many men, and never once even leaned towards marriage,  I was totally tripping out.

While we were still at the hall they decided to get hitched right then and there. 

They do make a smokin’ couple, don’t they?

Thankfully, Diary, our life chilled out completely.  I couldn’t believe how happy I was to be someone’s wife!  Me, little old Nutmeg from the commune, it’s a trip!  Chance and I crashed  at Tarragon and Greg’s pad.  Chase and Cumin moved into Greg’s old place, so we all had somewhere to hang our hats. And, well, since I don’t believe in using birth control, I got knocked up right away.

The folks picked up where they left off years ago, and shagged anywhere and everywhere.  I’m just glad she’s too old to have more kids, she’s not exactly maternal.

I love my life Diary!  Chance looks so righteous when he plays the drums in his tiger striped jockeys!  I hope he gets a paying gig someday, and I can be his groupie.

I feel so domestic working on the sewing machine like my Mom did when I was growing up.  I want to be like her in so many ways, growing our own food, making our own clothes, selling artwork and pottery to earn some bread.  On the other hand, I want more stability for my kids, not a long line of men coming and going and breaking hearts along the way.

Cumin stops in all the time too, he likes to dance to Chance’s tunes while I sew nearby.  Sometimes I’m so happy, I’m afraid I’m hallucinating.

Of course I couldn’t change Chance completely, he really wanted a career on “the outside”, so I encouraged him to do whatever floats his boat.  He has to know I giggle at his threads behind his back though, right?

But thank God he’s still just my guy at home, as down to earth as he always was, and a blast to hang out with.  

Life with our mixed families is kind of a head trip.  A lot of weird things  have happened, like a Genie being dropped off, probably by one of Mom’s old gypsy vagabond friends.  I just hang out making pottery and working in the garden in my undies, while Greg is so tight he squeaks.   Somehow we manage to get along though.

Chance’s childhood pet, Pride came to live with us too.  I thought it was so rad, I’d never had a pet before, another one of those new “family” type things I had never wanted, but now I jonesed for.

I think my Mom was doing a good job of bringing Greg down to earth a bit.  Man, that dude is wound tight!

All through my pregnancy I managed to work at our little shop “Bohemian Rhapsody”.  Our regulars are used to our easy going ways around here.

Time sure does fly when you’re barefoot and pregnant!  Our daughter Mint was born, and Chance and I started to work on another right away.

Soon after Mint’s birth, Tarragon had a birthday too.  She makes a pretty cool Grandma, if you ask me.

Before we knew it, Mint was growing up!  Already she’s crawling, playing with toys, and getting into all kinds of mischief.

 
Tarragon is such a trip as a Grandma.  She’s even helping teach Mint how to walk.  I won’t even be a drag and remind her that I never learned anything till I could teach myself.  Man, she is sure changing.  She is already teaching Mint to question authority, now that, I’m down with. I wonder though what she’ll tell her about not trusting anyone over 30?  Too bad she has Greg’s influence in her life as well, she’s gonna be one mixed up chick!

That’s it for now Diary, life is good, no complaints man!  Peace out Diary.  Till next time! 

 

 

 

The line, it is drawn
The curse, it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin’
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’