Germany Shermany

So my baby brother turned 30 today. Geez I feel old. I guess technically it's still today. At least it is at my house. Is it still today at your house? Good. It could possibly not be today at my brother's house. Now if I knew my time zones a little better I would know for sure. Yes, I am still homeschooling my children. Yes, they are learning. I think. I'm pretty sure.

Anyway, see my baby brother, Ben, is living in Germany right now. With his beautiful wife of two years (or is it 3?). Okay, must be 3. That's beside the point. Quit asking me silly questions! We're all getting off track here.

Ben has a great job, where he lives in Germany and gets to travel all over Europe and Africa and the like. They just shmooze their way all around the world and drink in the beauty of God's creation (and maybe a little wine, or a beer fest here and there). No, I'm not bitter. The buttheads. I got soap in my mouth once when I was younger for calling him that. Mom - put down the soap, I will not let you in if you come over wielding a bar of soap. Okay, I'm not so bitter about the beerfests. Not my thing really. It's hard though to see pictures like this

and this

and this.

What's so cool about that anyway? I can just sit around here and look out my windows and see...well...I got a big pine tree (refer to a previous post about my lacking yard). We've got a cool fountain at our park though. That's gotta count for somethin, right!? And hey, I could be doing what his wife is doing too. If I wanted. And my hunka hunka burnin love had a different job. And I didn't have 3 little leeches attached to my legs. And I wasn't too chicken to fly over water. And I learned to speak German. Non spraken zie Deutsch. Apparently I don't write it either. *sigh* Such is my lot in life.

I'm happy for them though. No, really I am. How many people get to do what they're doing? They'll have wonderful stories to tell their 2.5 children as soon as they get back to the States, and have 2.5 children.

Here are some pics Ben sent from his "African safari." Yeah sure. I could take those pictures at the zoo! I'm sure it's all staged. Photoshop is amazing I hear. I bet they're just living over on the east coast somewhere making up these grandiose stories of weekends in Spain and a quick little jaunt to Paris. Boy, Ben am I on to you now. I'm telling mom on you.

Okay, okay. Maybe I believe you.

Live it up. Peace out bro. (No, I don't really say that).

*Editor's note: said blogger, Sugar Coma, does not encourage or condone said actions of said brother, Ben (e.i. beerfests). Carry on.