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My brother-in-law arrived from Spain today and I couldn't contain my excitement. Ruben and I spent hours preparing for his arrival, amidst a hectic workday. Walking through the airport in a Quiza brother sandwich, I couldn't help but think about how much I enjoy spending time with the opposite sex. Maybe because my husband is my best friend. Or my dad is my favorite person to observe.
Maybe it's the way they don't seem to mind if you poke fun at their choice of words. Or the way they look when they are trying to find a nice way to say that regardless of how "in" your shoes are, they're hideous. Either way, I couldn't imagine how life would be without them. Some would say less complicated. I would say, well, painfully boring. What would you say?