Whilst ordinarily I’d have spent this relatively low-busyness week crafting my pants off (not literally, there is an anti-no-pants-rule in this household), I’ve spent it hanging out with my lil bro, who is on leave from the ARMY for one week. The only person in this family to have ever been in the ARMY. I think they are feeding him human growth hormone in his biscuits n gravy, because when he left I came up to his clavicle, and now I barely top his armpit. Regardless of his freakish height, it’s been awesome having him around.
Side note: this same young man is the instigator of the anti-no-pants-rule, which has been observedly lax in his absence.
I would have some snarkily awesome post observing his hanging out with my own friends, most of whom graduated high school before he hit middle school, but I am TOooOO tired. We took him out to the local cowboy bar on Wednesday and committed horrible acts of alcoholery upon his newly-21-year-old liver, woke up too early on Thursday, and then my grandmother broke her hip. Which I’m sure made her very tired as well. Especially after those painkillers they give you in the emergency room.