While I and my brother are all packed and ready for our big trip tomorrow it was anything but easy with me screaming in pain with each movement, all the while trying to figure out what he wanted me to pack for him, all of his answers to my questions coming out in his new voice which sounds like a cross between Carl in Slingblade ummhummm and Darth Vadar haaaaaaaaaaa. For those of you who have not been playing along, Don (my brother) is a recent stroke victim and the main reason I am in Pittsburgh. I know I am on my way to hell for seeing the humor in everything he does but I was probably well on my way before this. He is my big brother and I love him dearly but he was a freak before the stroke so LOL.
I am imagining us heading through Pittsburgh International Airport tomorrow looking a bit like the Mummy and Frankenstein taking a Holiday. Me with my entire back rigid and stiff playing the role of Frank, Don with his left side partially paralyzed dragging along at my side we should make quite the spectacle. Actually we have been sitting here laughing our senior citizen asses off about it for the better part of the evening.
I just had to throw this out there.....wish us luck....not taking a laptop with me but of course my niece and nephew both have mac books that their wonderful Uncle Jim bought them for their birthdays last year so I should be updating at some point, hopefully that is.
Gooble gooble and all of that...
Remember this is the Holiday that it is okay to talk about big breasts at the dinner table.