Yes, I am!
Allow me to introduce Shouty Mack T-Bone T-Sconey....my big brother. :-)
On this your 39th birthday, I take a moment to express my deepest gratitude for sharing life with someone like you:
1. Thank you for being the cause of EVERY major beat-down (whoopin') I've endured in my life...due to following you into some doomed from the start scheme. Thank you for being fearless enough to do dumb stuff to get US in trouble.
2. Thank you for never really beating me up, but instead shaking me til the room was spinning and my brains were scrambled. You taught me to never give up...cause as soon as I could focus, I was coming after you swinging a broom, chair...something!
3. Thank you for being such a great dancer that I had to learn some moves myself just to keep up with you. Yo MTV raps BABY!!! Remember our Kid n Play routine at the house parties?
4. Thank you for coming to pick me up in your raggedy Subaru from cheerleading practice so I wouldn't have to take the bus.
5. Thank you for letting me spend the night at your new apartment whenever I wanted after you moved out. I missed you so much....and I was spoiled. Pizza! Donuts! Nachos! lol
6. Thank you for being so in tune with me that you knew something was wrong when the pervert (you know who...) was "teaching" me how to drive. You stayed in the window the whole time we were in the parking lot, watching and ready.
7. Thank you for breaking me off a few dollars from your fat stack of tips from the Fairmont every time you saw me....and for making a few deposits in my account during my broke college days.
8. Thank you for finding my silver Barretta, making me buy it BEFORE I even knew how to drive it. It was a stick. You always made me feel like I could do anything, even if I didn't believe it.
9. Thank you for dreaming out loud with me (...."what you gone eat for breakfast on the Amtrak train?"). Remember the full body umbrella that would fly us to school on rainy days...complete with a breakfast of bacon & eggs?
10. Thank you for staying as long as you could during some tough summers...just so I wouldn't feel too alone.
In all, thank you for being the best big brother a girl could ever wish to have. To have you as a best friend growing up and now...words cannot express. I'm glad you were born. Without you, there would be no "manimaisha"...one word. lol! I love you deeper than the Atlantic, man.....happy birthday, Shouty Mack. There BETTER be many more! :-)