Happy Birthday, Stephen!

Stephen is my one and only brother. If our souls haven't in fact known each other forever, it's pretty close to it. We were a quiet little family, growing up together, he was my very best friend. He was born with brown eyes, big brown eyes, the kind of big brown pools of melted dark chocolate eyes. Yeah, those kind. He was the laid back baby, (except for the bouts of chronic colic, ow) he was the sweet, gentle, happy little dude. I was the busy little monkey, and always pestering him, all he ever mustered up in frustration was to tell me "Cut it out, Baby Anne", yep, I was really lucky. He hated yard work, I loved it, so when we were growing up we traded, he did the housework, I did the yardwork. He also took on plenty of the cooking (Mom and Dad had their own business, less than a mile away, those were the good old days,eh?) and I didn't care for it, but you know, young dudes...they really do get hungry....and really, outside of Sunday dinners, which Mom would do, it was my Dad and Stephen who did most of the cooking.

Stephen has the heart and soul of the bard, he's sensitive and poetic. I cannot even begin to express this 'being' in him, I wouldn't be able to do it justice......hey, I'm not the poet in the family, he is.

I don't have a photo to post but take it from me, he's a handsome man, he was the lucky one blessed with the family gene for premature white hair.....oh yeah, that plus the Scottish/Cherokee hair thing....lots of it.

Happy Birthday, dearest Brother, wishing you the very best for your birthday, and yeah, it's a date, that swinging on the stars together....catching moon-beams in a jar, we've done that before, haven't we. Stephen, I love you dearly.

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Another Birthday today......RABBITCH.......I'd like to say a few words about this woman, I adore her, I think she is an exceptional woman/human being. A dear sweet friend and I had been emailing about one of Rabbitch's posts a few weeks ago....and what I wrote....well, that she reminded me of a dear friend I have in Tulsa...but that "Rabbitch has a mouth on her that would take sailors to their knees begging for either mercy or lessons. She also has the heart in her that would take angels to their knees begging for the same." I have the greatest respect for this woman. So................

Happy Birthday, Rabbitch, hoping your birthday weekend has been great....and nice loom!



I finished the FI Mansocks, they are on the Man as I write, he's still tucked away in bed, sleeeeeping, so no photo op here.

Happy Knitting to All, and continue to make good time.