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[susandennis]

My baby brother turns 50 years old today. There were years I tried hard to see that he never got to his 5th birthday. I tried selling him door to door. I tried putting him up for adoption (the Mitchells at the end of the block already had 2 adopted kids, I thought a 3rd was a natural plugin). Once at the grocery store with Mom, I snuck him behind those flappy doors at the back of the store and left him there. I tried - really. But, he had powerful allies.

I had two pieces of bread on the counter that weren't getting any younger so I made myself a sandwich and brought it in for lunch. While the mold on blue cheese is attractive, on bread it's just not that appealing.

I bought White Cheddar Cheetos last week. They are the puffy kind - not the crunchy kind but they are excellent and they do not make your fingers orange - this is a good thing in any food.

I should get to work.

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[photoholic62.livejournal.com]

And how do you feel about your brother now? Still trying to sell him to the gypsies?

[susandennis]

I will go to my grave believing that I should have been an only child, but...

My brother has a heart of gold. He means well. But, mostly his excution misses by a mile. However, he's carved out a very nice spot in life for himself and he's very good to Mom so it's all fine with me.

I have a sister, however, who can get swallowed by gypsies as far as I'm concerned. (She's the middle child and a deva to whom the world owes everything... don't get me started.)

I suspect that when Mom goes, I will have little or nothing to do with any family member - my choice.