my bro, yo
Farren has arrived in full splendor. Let the outrageous festivities commence! We were off to a typical start as we exchanged toilet-humor jokes over dinner. I then belched rather loudly afterwards, brushed it off with an adorable "oops, was that me?" in my baby voice, and began to feel sleepy. Farren and Paulie headed downstairs to the CNN media center (my loving nickname for our over-the-top TV array) to play Soul Calibur 2, and I categorically lost my hubbie for the next 10+ days while F-man is here.
So far, par for the course.
I am looking forward to Thanksgiving with the fam and our friends. Yippee for days on which it is perfectly normal to pig out like there has been a hunger strike for the past 2 years. Double yipee when you get to sleep in that morning because you are so tired from seeing Matrix 3 the night before on IMAX.
I am only sad I won't get to see my older bro Marc, who will not be coming to Chicago this year for T-day. How unusual...
I think that secretly he is running off to some exotic location without telling anyone. Can I come too?? I promise to walk Tessera every day, really I do!
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Oh Darling. And how I missed not coming. Won't do that again. But alas, the only exotic locale Tessera and I came close to was the Village.
XOX M
Posted by: Marc | November 30, 2003 10:53 PM
fear not, fair lacey - we will be more than up for seeing it more than once. believe me.
Posted by: delara | November 25, 2003 04:58 PM
Wh...whe...wha? I wanna see Matrix on IMAX! Now I shall throw a temper tantrum. But you can't see because this is a blog and all.
FARREN!!!!!!!!
Posted by: lacey | November 25, 2003 11:48 AM
Say hi to Farren for me! You know I love your little bro. If you guys are coming into the city, let us know and we'll see if we can get together.
Posted by: Juliet | November 25, 2003 05:31 AM