Today my baby brother (I’m sure he’s gonna love that I called him that) turns 20. The weirdest part about having no teenage siblings is that the age gap has pretty much closed and we’re now just a trio of adult siblings, me being the short one. When I was little, I was amazed that my mom was friends with her brothers, and was quite convinced that such a thing would never happen to me. I was wrong. Brothers can be quite cool. Especially when you don’t have to live with them. Kidding. Mostly.
Nathan, even though we don’t live in the same city, there are plenty of little things around me that make me think of you:
- Wal-Mart. And the Gap. When I don’t go in.
- Mohawks. Especially the floppy ones that slightly resemble roadkill.
- Skaters. They’re everywhere. I bet none of them built their own halfpipe.
- Chuck Norris. Subtitling
- Zellers. The mutual-but-separate midnight madness.
- Brooms. Enough said.
- Urine-colored hair. Sorry about that.
- Early nineties Christian music. Because I stole your CDs when you tried to throw them out.
- Pencil crayons. Because you stole mine.
- Mondays. My old fasting day.
Hope you had a great day. I love you.
See you this weekend!
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nadine! what's going on in your life? did you get a boyfriend? or is there something more tragic that's kept you from posting these past couple of weeks... :)
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