“Do you remember the seventies, sweetheart?” Anita asked her husband as they started to work on a thousand piece jigsaw puzzle.
“Of course I do, babe,” Paul said. “We met and married in the seventies. How could I forget?”
“Those were some pretty groovy times, weren’t they?” Anita said.
“Yeah, we had some far out experiences back in the day, didn’t we, hon?” Paul acknowledged.
“Too bad there’s no way to harness those great vibes from the seventies,” Anita said wistfully.
“Well, perhaps there is,” Paul said. “We could always head over to that pot dispensary that just opened up a few blocks from here now that pot for recreational use is legal.”
Anita shook her head. “It won’t be the same, sweetheart. Back then pot was considered to be contraband and we were rebels with a cause. That was half the fun and the big thrill.”
“You’re right, babe,” Paul admitted. “We’re grandparents now and we should probably act our age, as depressing as that might be.”
“And speaking about being grandparents, our grandson wanted us to get him a hobbyhorse for Christmas,” Anita said, “so we best not tarry too long before we pick one up for him. We don’t want the toy store to be sold out.”
“The last thing I want to do is to schlep into town to get a damn hobbyhorse,” Paul said. “Let’s draw straws and whoever gets the short straw has to go pick one up.”
“Why don’t we both go? We can stop by that pot shop you mentioned on the way, get a bit of a buzz on, and then head to the toy store together,” Anita said, giving her husband a wink. “That could be kinda groovy, don’t you think?”
Paul smiled. “Great idea, babe. Let’s get truckin’.”
Written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (groovy), The Daily Spur (experience), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (harness), Ragtag Daily Prompt (hobbyhorse), Your Daily Word Prompt (tarry), and Daily Addictions (straw).