It’s my little bro’s birthday… well, it is in Australia… it will be soon in America. He’s FIFTEEN. Oh man, it’s like he’s a real person… all grown up. It’s freaking me out.
About a MONTH ago [just reiterating “month” so ryland realizes that even though his birthday present will be late, i was trying to be a good sis], I sent an email to Ry asking him how he was doing and what he wanted for his birthday. About a week ago, I get an email back from the kid. He’s hilarious. Here’s an excerpt from his email:
“…Check out Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings playing the song 100 Days 100 Nights (She’s a little Jazzy)… Anywho… Let’s talk birthday. To tell the truth I would like an authentic, original Australian T-shirt.
How is Australia? I bet it’s not like here.
Anywho… Luv ya sis. Take it easy.
Luv, Ry”
Gosh, I love my brother.
Well Ryland… HAPPY BIRTHDAY! And your package is in the mail… I bet you’ll never guess what it is…
wull hay. 