Had a kind of hectic weekend. Wanted to spend it getting my crap together for another bout of job hunting and self-organizing, but mom calls Friday night, "Your brother's in Macon! We're driving up there tomorrow and staying the night!" So that kinda ate up a lot of my plans. Still, it was the first time I got to see my brother in something like 3-4 years, and the first time I could speak to him (at length) in almost two, so I went.
Turned out to be a good thing. I didn't realize how much I missed my brother. We cracked up like we always used to do, this time making jokes about "Crazy Warden's Discount Incarceration!" Low-cost Public Jail. Don't ask. We're a strange family.
He and his family had gotten mom and I some after-christmas presents. Mom got a painting and a basket of smelly things women always seem to enjoy, but to her, the best present was the homemade xmas card signed by all the grandkids. Got mom all teary-eyed.
I got a painting from my niece and one of my nephews. A simple paint of hills and blue sky. I'm going to hang it up. It will work, I think. I was also given a box full of stuff, including a set of silverware and a bottle of "GatoNegro" wine. I'm not going to repeat what went through my mind when I read that name, tho.
Oh, and as promised... KITTEN CUTENESS!!! (dunt- dunt- daaaaah!)