June is the birthday month

For anyone who does not know this about my family, all three of us kids were born in June. As a child, this was a terrible thing, because we had joint birthday parties and my older brother was a tyrant and always blew out ALL of the birthday candles. Never even left me one. Now he'd probably tell you that's not true, but he's a liar. :)

My little brother's birthday was a few weeks ago, on the 5th. He's 19 now, which really freaks me out. Far too grown up. For me, he's always about 7. Yea, 7. Only not quite that small, because when he was 7 he was small enough to pick up and throw. (yes, throw. he loved it. no matter what he says now)

Today is my older brother's 30th birthday. And when I did my sisterly duty to call and with him a happy birthday I asked how it felt to be 30. "Old" was the answer I got. So then I started thinking, yea he is pretty old. :) Married, a homeowner, a baby on the way, it doesn't get much more grown up than that.

This coming Friday (the 24th) is my birthday. I'll be 24. That's also pretty weird for me. But, in order to combat the weirdness, I'm throwing myself a birthday extravaganza next weekend. Which I'm pretty pumped about.

Anyhow, this is about as deep as I want to get on a Saturday afteroon, now I'm just knitting away, so you can hope for more pictures next week. Tonight: bowling.