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melayneseahawkI woke up this morning from a dream that my brother had stolen my favorite sweatshirt (the Latin one) and I physically removed it from his person in a public place. Ah, sibling rivalry, I cannot escape you even in sleep.
Then I spent today straddling the gender stereotype border even more than usual: did dishes (twice), laundry (twice), helped cook dinner (mashed potatoes, asparagus, mango, boneless chuck steak on the grill, frozen fish for those of us who don't eat cow), and fixed the garage door (one of the cables had come off its pulley). I don't care if I'm more likely to be bringing home girls at this point, the bratling needs to hurry up and get some muscles on him so I can stop being the son around here.
And then, over dinner, I had to explain to him why the Human's Torch's "Flame on!" was so amusing to dirty-minded folks like me.
*headdesk*
(And I really need a shop dyke icon.)
Then I spent today straddling the gender stereotype border even more than usual: did dishes (twice), laundry (twice), helped cook dinner (mashed potatoes, asparagus, mango, boneless chuck steak on the grill, frozen fish for those of us who don't eat cow), and fixed the garage door (one of the cables had come off its pulley). I don't care if I'm more likely to be bringing home girls at this point, the bratling needs to hurry up and get some muscles on him so I can stop being the son around here.
And then, over dinner, I had to explain to him why the Human's Torch's "Flame on!" was so amusing to dirty-minded folks like me.
*headdesk*
(And I really need a shop dyke icon.)
