He's all grown up

I just "talked" to my little bro - it is the first real time I've talked to him since he began his new job. . .he's doing great & loving it! The child lives 45 minutes away from his downtown Dallas office, so he has to leave his house by 7am (pre-job, Landon used to go to bed around 7am!) He is working for a risk consulting group & so far it sounds like they are working him hard - but he's loving it!

He also loves the nightlife - which for Landon means going to the baseball game. Counting tomorrow night, Landon will have been to 3 Ranger baseball games in 4 days (each time with a different group of people/person). He's excited about finding a good church there.

I'm sure you are scanning this entry looking for some mention of "I miss him" or something else mushy like that. . .well here is the closest you'll find: today during my exams, I really wanted someone to bring me a chicken salad - so I grabbed my phone, pushed Landon's number on my speedial, but before I let it ring him, I remembered "oh yeah, he's not a bumb anymore." So I had to make due with eating a broken granola bar that Ellen found in the bottom of her bag - Thanks El! I think you saved my Neuropsychiatry grade!

At the end of our phone conversation, I said something to the effect of "goodnight Landon, I love ya" - to which he simply replied "uh. . .bye" - but after I said, "what was that?" he quickly replied "luvya bye" (or something close to that). . .I'll take it none the less.