My dear big brother turns the big 3-0 today. I know, WOW, he’s old! Oddly, I am having a difficult time grasping the concept that he is 30; if he is 30 than it means I am getting pretty close to 30 too and I am not sure that I am ready for that (look out Jamie in a couple of years).
My bro and his lovely wife Frannie- how do you do it, girl?
I know what you may be thinking, “Are you sure you didn’t mean 3? Not 30?” As you can tell from the pics (a few that were taken in St. Augustine when we were celebrating my mom’s 50th birthday) his speciality is silly not serious. I must say that we drove each other CRAZY as children, he is 3 1/2 years older than I am, and he loved to torment me and I loved to tattle on him. He would push all of my buttons, he had it down to an art, until I would scream (literally) and then we would both get in trouble. The punishment: sitting on either end of the sofa until we apologized to each other. Scott would say he was sorry immediately but I could wait for hours, partially because I don’t think you should say it unless you mean it (and I didn’t) but mostly because it drove him NUTS to sit still and I knew it. We have grown up a little since then and have had many great and amusing memories, my life would be dull without him. Scott is always good for a giggle and some comic relief.
I hope you have a wonderful birthday dear brother, enjoy your trip to Canada. I have also changed my blog header in his honor, he is Irish through and through and well St. Paddy’s day is almost better than Christmas for him. So the count down to St. Paddy’s day is on- Scott, I hope you don’t get yourself into too much trouble this year.