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Saturday, July 21, 2007

Flashback . . . what day is it again?

OK so I suck at keeping up with all the cool stuff I promised to provide my readers. I'm really sorry. And I am also sorry that this post is going to be kind of lame. I would post something cool but today has been a bit of a debacle and tomorrow promises even less joy, so I guess I'm sort of just being lazy.

So, here is my flashback picture. This was taken last November in the Orange County, California area. It was the last time all of my siblings and I were all together.

Left to right: Meagan, Sean, Patrick and Me

Are we adopted? Is what you're asking right now, right? I mean, we don't look much alike. As teenagers, we were all standing next to each other in the bathroom once and Sean, the tall, dark and handsome one, said "Holy crap we look nothing alike. There's got to be an explanation!" So, we came up with one.

I am the original, biological child, despite having parents who both have dark hair. I look enough like my Dad to get away with being related and my hands and feet are exact replica's of my mother's. I am also what they might refer to as the "Golden Child" being that the most trouble I really ever got into was sneaking out of the house to go over to someone else's house to watch a movie. Seriously.

Sean (the dark one) decided he must be the son of the Mexican landscaper, as in the summer he gets so tan that he is often mistaken for someone of Hispanic origin. Also, because do you see that face? It's like a rico suave latin lover!

Meagan, our tiny, perfect sprite, is the test tube baby, biologically engineered to receive all the ideal features of our family tree. (See how tiny and skinny and gorgeous she is? Hate her! Ok not really.)

Finally, Patrick, the giant blonde oaf, is like the Danny DeVito character in Twins, and somehow sort of ended up with all the leftover, genetically mutated "garbage." (He thinks this is a hilarious version of how he came to be, for the record. He won't be offended.)

So there you have it . . . a flashback of sorts. I wish there were a better story behind it or something cool to show, but there are my bruddas and my sist-o. Gotta love 'em. NEXT time, when I can get my scanner working, I am going to show you the BEST picture of my parents EVER. Seriously. Circa 1978. SO AWESOME.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's funny. I remember Patrick as a tall and scrawny little kid! And I met Meagan when she was 12. Has she grown since then? And I always had a thing for Sean, even though he was what? Three years younger than me??? Who can blame me, though, right? Everyone with eyes had a thing for Sean.

And you are the darlingest of them all, of course!

Butrfly Garden said...

Cute family!

My brother and I were convinced that our older brother had a different dad. We both look a LOT like our dad. Short, sometimes stocky, with pale skin, round heads, curly auburn hair and the tendency to gain weight in the stomach.

My older brother was tall, lean, athletic with lighter ALL BROWN hair, almond shaped eyes, darker skin, etc.

I asked my mom several times and she always denied the separate dad thing. But my sister - who I KNOW has a different dad - looks more like me than he did!
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