Siblings Day at the Medley

So, Terri tells us today is National Sibling Day, and has even included some interesting back stories (read more by clicking right here)!

Ironic, isn't it.  In my last post I featured a family with 9 kiddos, and last night I came across my grandmother's old scrapbook devoted to the Dionne quints.  I wonder if, like me, she loved multiples?

Imagine!

For a minute, this 'lonely only' thought, "Well, I'm out."  But no … our hostess suggested we think outside the box --  substitute an aunt, a cousin, a friend.

That works!  Today I'm sharing my own conclusions (*smile*) about Tom and his sister, Annette.  

 Ca. 1951

A few years later!

Here are this week's posers ...

How many siblings do you have?  Are you rivals or do you support each other in all you do?

Tom has one sister, 7 years younger than he.  They're very different, but would go to the wall for one another in a heartbeat.

Have you heard of the Birth Order Book?  What are your thoughts on the premise that your birth order affects everything you do in life?

Vaguely yes, I've heard of it.
In this case, the 'Guca kids' throw that premise out on its ear.   I've no first-hand knowledge to disprove it - but like astrological profiles, I think people interpret what they want to believe.  

Is there something that you still do that drives your siblings crazy?

Despite having recovered from Stage III lung cancer, Tom still smokes (a pipe).
I doubt Annette's ever had a single vice in her life.

Are you closer to your siblings now than you were when you were younger?

(I had to ask him about this one!)

No - neither geographically nor psychologically.  Differing life experiences shape different outlooks.

  

Would you dare to tell us an embarrassing story about a sibling?

Why not?
Tom claims she once threw a pair of scissors at him, and they became embedded in the door.
More recently, she decided to use the pressure washer to take bugs off their new car's grill ... and in so doing, wound up removing some of the paint!

Tell us something random about your week.

Oh man, it's all so ordinary!  

Monday and Tuesday we each had doctor appointments.  Prior to deciding whether or not to do surgery, Tom's doctor gave him two steroidal injections.  Wouldn't you know, it seems Tom's one of the 10% to experience significant pain and swelling.  (*sigh*)

I get a kick out of sitting in the waiting room, listening to old men in insignia-laden baseball caps swap stories.  Yesterday I was seated next to a former Seal Team member ..... good looking, oh my!   

Since we no longer have a land-line, I finally broke down and traded my Samsung Galaxy 8 for a Google Pixel.  Sad.  I seriously loved my Galaxy, but grew tired of people going, "What? What'd you say?  I can only hear every other word."  Supposedly, the Pixel has a superior camera, which -- let's face it -- is the most important feature for me.
Like so many organizations, we were disappointed to see Verizon has gone the way of everything ala-carte and self-serve.   And talk about hard sell!  For a minute, I thought I was back in Phoenix working for a time share.  HA!

To take away the sting, Tom asked if I'd like to try a new (to us) BBQ joint down the road.  That's akin to asking our girls if they'd like a Greenie!

Now, I never order salad.  Not the water part, but this is so me!

But I spotted one served to a nearby table, piled high with pulled pork and had to try it.  Sooo good, and best of all, they're not stingy with their portions.
THIS.  This is my idea of 'fine dining'!

Hungry, yet? Me, too!
I'm going to grab a bite to eat and go meet Pastor Janet's hubby.  They've asked if I might lend a hand each week ... but being I'm totally unfamiliar with the software program, the best I could offer was, "We'll see."  This dog may well be too old to learn new tricks. Wish me luck?

Hugs,

Myra