Falling For Jamba Juice

My laptop is having an attitude issue and not turning on.  I guess I need to go visit my Geek friends at Best Buy tonight because I have so much to blog about and not a single picture as I can't get them off my camera without the card reader on my laptop.

#firstworldproblems I know.

I do have a few pictures on my phone that I can share.

Like this one:

Which goes along with the "things I will never live down series" I did.  More specifically here.

My brother Nick is in Afghanistan with the Army.  

And that's about all I know about that.  Thankfully we live in an era where facebook is prevelant and he's able to stay in touch via that social media craziness.

So when his pregnant wife showed up on my doorstep for a weekend of some crazy fun (post to come when I can get the pics off my camera.  I may have to visit Costco's photo center and get a disc) I took advantage of having her with me and we did a little reenactment of my brother's "favorite" outing with me.  Or at least what would seem to be the most memorable night for him as it's the only one in our hanging out days that he still talks about.  Every time Jamba Juice comes up.

Mine, for the record, would be the night he got off a late shift and called me at midnight telling me to meet him at a club around the corner from my house for a fast game of pool before bed (although I was already in bed).  And I went.

Because we're cool like that.

Sheri and I took this pic (with the help of our cameramen kids) and posted it on Nick's facebook to hopefully brighten his day a little.

I think it did.