Day 2 B: The Boyfriend Recombobulation
Day 3 C: The Comparacion Effect
Day 4 D: The Dandy Dogs Disposition
Day 5 E: The Elephant Explanation
My dad had a transferable job, so every 2-3
years we would pack our luggage and relocate to a new place. I don’t know how Mom managed it. The one time I had
to do a major packing, made me so paranoid that my husband had to drop me at a
mall, go back home and do all the packing himself.
years we would pack our luggage and relocate to a new place. I don’t know how Mom managed it. The one time I had
to do a major packing, made me so paranoid that my husband had to drop me at a
mall, go back home and do all the packing himself.
While growing up, we never really had many
friends, just the three of us against the world. We would fight, scream, and
break each other’s head, yet stay
together. One of our favourite games was Igloo Igloo. We would make a cave with
quilts on the bed and pretend it was an Igloo. My sister would cook, I will eat
and my brother would become our pet.
friends, just the three of us against the world. We would fight, scream, and
break each other’s head, yet stay
together. One of our favourite games was Igloo Igloo. We would make a cave with
quilts on the bed and pretend it was an Igloo. My sister would cook, I will eat
and my brother would become our pet.
I was always the bully and would bribe my sister
to cook delicacies. Her cooking is simply mindblowingly.
to cook delicacies. Her cooking is simply mindblowingly.
“One tee for one day”, I would put the offer, acting all smart,
trying not to get duped by my shrewd little sis.
trying not to get duped by my shrewd little sis.
“Chuck in the magenta shirt
and blue jeans”. She would bargain.
and blue jeans”. She would bargain.
“Just the shirt”, I would reply sternly.
“Done”.
And
after 20 minutes, I would be devouring a hot plate of creamy pasta with white
sauce and vegetables.
after 20 minutes, I would be devouring a hot plate of creamy pasta with white
sauce and vegetables.
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Don’t forget to meet the Fair Maiden at Poetry Wagon
and walk along Fisher’s Bay
Sounds like awesome siblings to me! 🙂