He's my brother. :)
First of all, don't friggin' bicker with me in your comment, Brother That Looks A Slight Bit Younger Than You Are! And speaking of brothers, where is my other one that reads this? Off at Sue's blog commenting? Making time with my smart pretty friend's blog? The least you two could do is encourage me! Compliment me! Tell me how you love me! All my life, poor poor Amy, trying to make her brothers happy. What do I get in return? Lip. It's a sin. Against the Sun. Read on.
I mean for Goddsake my friend thinks I should be the next Nobel Laurete (obviously a brilliant, beautiful, rock star of yoga) friend! My other friend, Lora nominated me for a blog prize. BTW, you should check hers out. She's funny. Wrote a whole religious post about Jesus that just gave me a chuckle. Isn't that what religion is supposed to do? I could be wrong (it's what Mickey told me). Although I consider myself quite Spiritual I have decided until the weather breaks the only thing I will be worshipping is the Sun. And then once the sun is shining I'm gonna worship it for a while after, just so it knows I'm serious. Nothing like a slack jawed half assed worshiping session to piss off those Higher Powers. You know what I mean? Okay, wait, what was I saying? Something about brothers...
Brothers? Can't live with 'em. Can't kill 'em. Oh wait, I think that's men. But men are brothers! All brothers are men. Unless of course they had some sort of operation, but honestly if they went to the trouble to do that, they'd be on our side already. No need to kill our own.
I have severely veered off course here. All I meant to say was how much I love my brothers. More than ten sisters if I had them. More than the Sun and the Moon. Wait, not the Sun! That is currently my God. But definitely more than the Moon! Kind of. Wink WInk.