Sibling Fun—Just Not My Own.

It’s raining in Los Angeles, I’m drinking a beer and eating Mandarin Chicken—life is good. I spent the last couple of days with Lola, Rocky and their siblings Simon and Simone. We spent X-Mass day geeking out, watching ‘return of the king’ with commentary only—God I love Dom and Billy—watching lots of videos and just talking, hanging out. It’s so hard for me to get a normal sibling relationship—watching the girls enjoy hanging out with their younger siblings and just getting along. I have never had that. Mike and I were raised to be competitive—a star athlete and the scholar respectively—each parent had a favorite. We were constantly compared in every way and always found lacking in some way. So when I see siblings that get along, have fun and like to hang out—I am always thrown. But it is nice to see and fun to watch. The kids are nice and well mannered and can play at the same level as the sisters. Tis cool. On top of the family fun, Rocky and I had a chance to bond and talk. We discussed the group and how she feels being apart of it, where she fits in and how she sees it. I was impressed by how smart and defiant she is about it all and gave me hope that I could be that way as well. It’s funny to watch someone do all you want to be able to do and see how easy it can be. But the best part of the time away is that it makes being back home much more fun. I’ve been having fun alone in the house and just enjoying my own company. Baths and beer and Bond—James Bond.