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Not too long ago, I was talking with a friend and casually mentioned my brother Hank for a reason I cannot recall. A look of confusion came over him and he said, “I didn’t know you had a brother. I’ve never heard you talk about them” Well, actually, I have two. I thought perhaps it was just with him that I hadn’t mentioned that I had two brothers, but as I would casually yet very intentionally throw in something about Chris or Hank, that same look of confusion would run across their face and with more or less the same response of “I didn’t know you had a brother” (actually, I have two) would come out. So today, I am here to set the record straight. I have not one, but two, that’s right, two older brothers Chris and Hank.
Hank (also known as: Bruce, Brucey, Hankers, Hankaroo, Mr Hank Pants… he loves it when I call him any of these… right.): Hank is the younger of my two older brothers. Without Hank, I would not be here. No joke. My parents had originally intended to just adopt Hank from Seoul, South Korea but I wouldn’t have any of it. My parents got a call from the adoption agency WACAP saying they have this little girl and she’s the only one who can make him laugh. And I suppose you could say the rest is history. We went through school together and for kindergarten and first grade were even in the same classroom. People always say “Oh, you guys must be super close then.” I wish we were closer. We have the very typical hair yanking, poking to death sort of sibling relationship. When my mother would tell him to hug me to apologize at times I thought my ribs would crack from his “embrace.” He works at Costco in Puyallup and bakes chocolate chip cookies that will blow your mind. I don’t think you will ever meet a harder worker or someone more genuine than Hankers. We have mellowed out to be good friends, and to this day I can still make him laugh to the point of tears… this makes me very happy.
Chris (no nickname): Chris was my first friend when I came home. He was the first one to make me laugh and a true big brother. He always looked out for me and affectionately called me amigo. The name stuck for years until the movie City Slickers came out and I was more appropriately renamed Norman after the slow calf that seemed to always lag behind the rest of the group. In writing this sounds a bit mean, but if you knew Chris and if you’ve seen the movie, you would understand. Chris is by far one of the most intelligent people I have ever known. His musical talent alone separates him from the norm. Name the instrument and he has either played it or at the very least studied it extensively. He is now married to Holly and I don’t think on my very best day, I could have picked a better fit for him. Together, they have really stepped up in taking care of our family, especially my parents so for that I am especially grateful.
I love both of my brothers very much and honestly would be a very different blogger if it weren’t for them. So there you have it. proof that my brothers exist. And just in case my gushy post isn’t enough for you, I even have photographic evidence to back up my story.
Chris, Hank, Me
So it has now been 2010 for 11 days and I feel like so much has already happened- some incredible and some no so incredible. Let me share a not so incredible moment but one that I will never forget… as hard as I may try. On Sunday, we were celebrating my dear friend Yuna’s birthday at a Malaysian restaurant in Bellevue and there were oh I don’t know, about 15 of us there. I was sitting next to Jess and Julie showing them my new jeans that I hemmed and was pretty ecstatic about it. Marshall overheard me talking about how I hemmed them using a sewing machine and said he needed some things sewn. I told him he could learn how to use a sewing machine, and he sarcastically expressed that it was a woman’s job. (sidenote: if you want to get me fired up, tell me it’s a woman’s job) Marshall, sensing my hostility, went on to explain that women are born with innate traits like sewing and cooking, while men have skills like fixing things and plumbing. I meant to say that I could un-clog a toilet like it’s nobody’s business. Instead, I shouted, I CAN CLOG A TOILET LIKE IT’S NOBODY’S BUSINESS! I internally shrieked with mortification. The look on Marshall’s face was a mixture of confusion and horror. Julie instantly burst into laughter, and then I started to laugh uncontrollably with tears rolling down my red face. By the time I was able to regain composure it was too late to attempt any sort of recovery. Some people thought I had said I could fog a toilet like it’s nobody’s business. I don’t even know what it means to fog a toilet, but it sounds neither pleasant nor attractive. This is by far the most embarrassing thing that has happened to me in 2010 and quite possibly one of the most embarrassing things I have said ever. As embarrassing as this was, it has provided me with random bursts of laughter throughout the day, so for that I am thankful.
So there you have it. My most embarrassing moment of 2010 and the year has just begun. Great.
It’s my new goal to post something at least once a week. So here we go! 2010 so far:
New Year’s Eve: Kick booty party at the Seymour’s house complete with dance party! Embarassing pictures of myself have been posted on facebook.
New Year’s Day: Teen Feed at U-Pres. Church in the U-District. Heather, Em and I manned the black bean soup pots and might I say did a fantastic job. You will definitely be hearing more about this in the future 🙂
Saturday: Crocheted, read, and watched Avatar. Pleasantly surprised by the movie and my harsh exterior towards fantasy movie softened just a little that day.
Sunday: Ate at this amazing place called taquiera (I believe that is what it’s called). Cheap Mexican food, but amazing! I would recommend the shredded beef torta. Team Blue Sky Sunday night and once again, amazing. God is doing a lot in me, too much for my little fingers to try and type so you can just trust me on this one.
Monday: Back to work at Children’s and assuming my role as facebook stalkerrrr of the usual suspects.
Today: Nothing extraordinary, but as Curly once said from City Slickers… “The day aint over yet…”