Monday, December 22, 2008

Happy Birthday Big Bro!!

My big brother turns 44 today. Happy Birthday John!

Did I say 44? I meant 34. Seriously, he's 34 going on 14.

On this date many years ago (for MANY years in a row) John would be threatening to tell me what all of my Christmas gifts were if I didn't tell him one or two of his. He couldn't handle not knowing and I loved being surprised. Of course the reality was he would have never told me what my presents were but I was convinced he would ruin it for me so I would always give in and tell him a gift or two.

As if you really needed me to tell you John! You were the master present opener and re-sealer. There was just one year I gave in and looked with you and I totally regretted it on Christmas morning.

Although you are were a total pain in the ass big brother who looked out for me rather than buying me vodka and cigarettes - what nerve!! And even though we could have been aired on UFC on more than one occasion - I so did NOT throw a knife at you, you simply imagined that... or maybe I blocked it out? I have loads of fond memories of us growing up and I love you more than you know John. I am lucky to have you as a big brother and I'm lucky to have you as a friend now that we are bigger kids adults. and I can't begin to tell you how proud I am of you, you are an amazing man and a phenomenal father.

I hope you have a wonderful birthday bro! May all of your birthday wishes come true.

Oh and I made you a little something for your birthday - everyone feel free to check this out and have a good laugh on John's expense. John this is what you will look like if you let yourself go a little... okay, a lot. Go Bro, it's your birthday!

2 comments:

jstorozuk said...

First off, thanks kid, I too am lucky to have you as a little sister, thanks for the good wishes.

To set the record straight, I never unwrapped any gifts except one over all of the years, I found all the others before Mom and Dad had the chance to wrap them. The one I unwrapped was just a confirmation to what my thinking it actually was, that's all. I knew anyways but had to be sure.

Second, you are right, you never threw a steak knife at me, you held it in your hand and stabbed me, while it was only a scratch yes there was no blood and you cried like a baby when I threatened to tell mom and dad...in fact I believe that was the same fight I had hid my tape recorded and taped you swearing like a drunken sailor and threatened to play it for mom and dad, that could have been when you pulled the knife or it was another brawl who knows.

Take care sis.

J

Jaime said...

Lol! Me?! Swearing like a drunken sailor? Whatever are you speaking of?

I do remember the tape... I also remember spending many brief moments hunting for it with the hope of destroying the evidence that you OFTEN threatened me with.

Rebecca was there for the tape incident I think so maybe she can shed some light on the knifing incident which I still don't remember... must have blocked it out - wonder why? Can you say PSYCHO SISTER?!

Thanks for the comment John, it made me laugh pretty hard.