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Stupid Busy

DebS — Wed, 21 Sep 2011 18:52:34 +0000

We’ve always differentiated between being busy – which isn’t neccesarily bad – your days are full, you have lots to do, you’re not bored – and stupid busy – which IS bad. Too much to do, you forget stuff, you miss stuff, you get cranky. And stupid.

I have been stupid busy for the last few weeks. I expect the beginning of the school year to be hectic – but this has been nuts. Last night my brother even emailed me to make sure I was OK since I had not posted to my blog for 10 days. Awwww. The power of blogging – and brotherly love.

327 Brunch

DebS — Tue, 29 Mar 2011 02:36:49 +0000

To coincide with my baby brother’s 54th birthday, I cooked a brunch yesterday. There was a good crowd, 20 people, including a three-generations group celebrating mom/grandma’s birthday.

I’d love to stick around, but gotta go fold all the napkins, before they get too wrinkled lying in the bottom of the dryer.

David & Mimi at FHR

DebS — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 19:01:57 +0000

Last week, in addition to my brother’s weekly post about the hijinks (in their own words “Bikes, beer can baseball with a U lock, random nutsacking, free beer, another perfect night.”) he and his bike gang get up to every Thursday night, my brother wrote about FHR – the Fucking Hills Race, a Sunday afternoon, family-friendly – at least, our family – bike ride. One of his biking compadres posted a picture of my bro and his daughter at the race in the comments, and I snagged a copy:

Prof. Dave & Mimi with the tandem at FHR

To me, the picture – besides being a miracle because my niece is almost smiling – is a miracle of genetics. My brother looks like our dad – though much slimmer – my niece looks just like John, especially this really old picture of John I just found, sitting on the steps of his high school), and like her mom.

I put the picture in my iPhone, and I was just looking at it last night when I got email from the bro asking if I’d send power bars to his this-year’s birthday bike race, like I did 2 years ago … and of course I had to say yes – it’s in the genes.