I know you and I won’t ever remember when you were a big baby, or when I would feed you for mom, but do you remember us crawling in grandpa and grandma's bed? Remember us having red sore bottoms from getting spanked all the time. I recently just found out it can lower a child's IQ, no wonder we are like we are now. Do you remember mom telling us she would pay us if we danced like those guys off of “Save the Last Dance?” We were too embarrassed to do something stupid like that, and now we do stupid shit all the time. I remember you burning your arm on my Curl 'N' Iron, you didn't notice it was on there for the longest time till we seen the later results of what kind of burn it was; a "Fucking Bad Bubbly Burn," but of course you got me back by breaking my pinky by sliding on it. I had to get a whole arm cast which made me look dumb. Brother, do you remember the Nintendo 64? We stayed up late playing Donkey Kong and Super Mario. How about the time I was giving you a ride on the bike and we crashed and you flew over the handle bars? We got up and looked at each other and busted out laughing. You’re the best brother I know, or have known till our other brothers came into the picture. I want to thank you for being there when I needed you most, during boy talks, mom talks, missing dad talks, and of course waking up at two in the morning to eat cereal with me. You’re the Best!
Monday, June 21, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
My Granny Cakes
Once upon a time there lived an old lady that lived at the bottom of a mesa in New Mexico, her name was Rebecca. This lady had three crazy kids, and they gave her plenty of grandchildren that could barely all fit in her house. Every birthday she would spoil her grandchildren with Butterfingers, Snickers, Ramen noodles, and crackers of all sorts. Not your average family you might see every day, but this is her world. A long time ago she had a gambling problem, this old lady would ask for a dollar to play her promo. An old lady like her she had a rude side, waitresses and waiters feared for their lives; afraid she’d say “off with their heads!” or her famous quote “it’s about time” this quote was applied to any person who wastes her time. During her nights with her grandchildren she’d read them a chapter in her “fairy tale” book, luckily the children were little and didn’t understand the full meanings of the words she spoke. Imagine if they knew what thrust and lingered really meant in a full sentence, not even a good picture for them to imagine. This old lady still scares waiters, still spoils her grandchildren, and this time actually reads children fairy tale books. This old lady is my grandma, and yes I was spoiled with Ramen noodles.
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