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Remember the story I told about the brother who put me inside a refrigerator box in our garage, stood it upright and walked away? Well, that brother is the same one who put me in the dryer and turned it on, as well as sent me down our laundry chute when we were kids. The brother who beat me up, tortured me and scared me half to death with the crazy way he drove his car .. that's the brother that I'm celebrating today. You see, today, this stud muffin (and yes, it is appropriate to call your sibling a stud muffin) turns 30!
(FYI: I had just picked a booger out of Colin's nose and was on my way to wipe it on a tissue when Tory decided to try and make me eat it instead).
I am happy to say, though, that we've both grown up quite a bit. Now that he's 30 (and I'm 26), we get along like mature adults ... we drink coffee, we have nice chats and we enjoy each other's company. It's on a very rare occasion that he would feel the need to still torture me ... yep, very rare indeed!
Happy Birthday Tory!
We love you lots :)
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