Some have been inquiring as to life with my brother. I have to admit it, I missed him more than I thought. Given that a mere few years ago I could not pass him without trying to damage one of his vital organs, this is more than a giant step forward. The boy seems to have grown up. A bit. 
Last week when he was not working I debated taking a job in the Ukraine. I have always really wanted to go, so why not. But when I mentioned my job offer to Patrick he reacted in such a way as to let me know he was less than impressed. Apparently taking a job in a university is one thing. Moving away just to visit countries doesnt go over well. (Fair enough. Short term contracts are better anyway. And I find myself daydreaming about German breakfast. I mean the love of my life). Errrr yes. ;P
So yes, I have been enjoying it here. I have picked up and filled out step one of the application for SWAP. I expect to be in Germany the end of April/the beginning of May. Either way in time for his family’s annual motorcycle trip. And this time I go with the legal work permit before I leave. So finding a job will be less of a hassle. I hope. Till then I am just being around Skye and Michael and Stef. After all I think I will miss waking up with a baby dancing on my head. (Just this morning in fact. Micheal wanted to play XBox. One can not do that with a hungry 9 month old. So one bounces one’s daughter on one’s sister’s head so that she will do it instead). He cooks for me and feeds me, so I accept. 
But in case your thinking its a little too domestic for the wandering gypsy in me there are still surprises that keep me on my toes. Such as your brother casually leaning against the DVD case asking what movie you want to watch before whipping around with his pants down and his full hairy bum in my unsuspecting line of sight while screaming “maybe you want to watch THIS!” I’m impressed. He waited till my guard was down before mooning me. And here I had merely thought he had grown past it.