1. My parents are divorced. I grew up with my Mom and Step-Dad for the majority of my life (they married before I had memories). For the most part, I called my step-dad "Popa" and my biological father, "Dad". We had a strained relationship in my youth, and I often refered to Popa as my "Dad" and left many people very confused. Sadly, Popa passed away right before Suzy was conceived. However, since then, I have begun to have a really great relation ship with my Dad. It's odd how God works, but I'm really enjoying this new peace between us. So, that sets the stage a bit. I used to visit my Dad about 1-2 times per month and his house was always a huge playground. More on that as the post continues....
2. My brother, Jeremy, is a genius. I'm sure he's Mensa and such, but I just can't describe to you how smart he is. As a kid, he was a big nerd and I couldn't understand how some of my friends thought he was "hot". I mean, this kid won Lego engineering contests when he was like, five.... ??? He still has a bit of a nerdy appeal to him, but it's very endearing. He was recently written up in the local paper for riding his bike everywhere. It's not Austin, folks. In Indiana, that makes you a bit "odd". How smart is he? He builds entire homes from reading a "how to" manual. He taught himself photography. He ran a successful music business without ever taking a business class. While we were home, he decided he wanted to learn guitar and so he is teaching himself that as well. He likes classic rock and was learning the Beatle's "Hey Jude". He changed the words to "Hey Suz" and it was a huge hit with Suzy. Big brother, I think you are truly amazing.
7. Like all families, we have a few skeletons in the closet. One of which, my father has named, "Jimmy". I used to be fascinated with this thing as a child and always wondered if it was, indeed, real like my siblings taunted. My dad is s physician and bought this to explain things to his patients before they were really common place out of plastic and resin. This trip, I found out once and for all that Jimmy is, indeed, a human skeleton. Turns out though, Jimmy is a small asian lady. Who knew! I had pretty well forgotten about "him" until I came to the house while everyone was still down in Kentucky (riding motorcycles - ho hum.... maybe next year). I opened the closet door to make Andy's little bedroom, and was greeted with Mr. Bones himself. It creeped me out a bit to think of Andy sleeping with a skeleton, so I moved Jimmy to another bedroom.
I'm not tagging anyone else. Most of the poeple I know have already been hit. If you are reading this and feel left out, you can always tag yourself! :) Maybe later I'll come back and add links to Diana's blog and such. Right now, my children waketh....
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