Wibbly-wobbly May 9, 2008
Today is Friday. The day before The Brother (not to be confused with The Kid — The Kid is four years younger than The Brother and much more obnoxious) graduates from college.
As has been previously diatribed on this blog, it is too expensive to fly and, consequently, it was determined that I would not be going. ALAS.
Also detailed is how wicked smart The Brother, also known as Andrew, seems to have become as of late. I know he didn’t used to be this smart when we were kids because lots of dumb things happened when we were outside playing, and I know they weren’t all my fault.
So last night I was laying on the floor in the study while Joey finished up his paper. (My sibs call me “floorist” because I really, really like laying on the floor — always have.) I was monstrously bored because he’s been working on this ginormous Exegetical paper for about a week now, and he was about to finish it. So I lay there and tried to think of awesome things to do on Saturday so that I am not cheesed off that I’m in TX and everyone else who is cool is in IA celebrating The Brother’s braininess. Thus far I have come up with:
- clean my house (lame - I do that every Saturday)
- grocery shop (equally lame)
- ride Thunder around really fast
- lay on the floor
- blow up my floaty raft and take a book out to the pool (covered in sunblock and wearing a hat, of course)
- sleep in and pout
I’m leaning towards sleeping in and pouting, and blowing up my floaty raft. Maybe I’ll call them all once he’s graduated and see if he sounds different. (He probly won’t, but it’s worth a shot.) I hear they’re going to Hickory Park for dinner, too, which is a severe blow.
Anyways, happy almost graduation day, The Brother. You are cool.
FYI: I’ve always been drawn to the floor myself…in fact, I did it so often in High School (and not at school, just at home), I was labeled as “seeking attention.” uh, no…just like the floor is all.
Hope you find something fun to do on the grad day!!