Spent a lot of time with my siblings and we had a good time, despite the circumstances of our getting together. We were roudy, updating each other on our lives, debating politics, religion and everything we could think of (that's normal when we meet), looking through childhood photos(we all looked so young!) and reminisced about some of our memorable escapades. Younger brother owned a plethora of weapons including a set of nunchaku ( I tried to learn to use them but hit self on the head), a knobkierie (big stick), catapults, a bow and arrows.
He and younger sister had silly grins on their faces when they recounted using the bows and arrows to hunt
Looking back at our play from a modern perspective, it's a wonder someone didn't murder us just so they could feel safer.
I'm now back to almost normal work routine starting today. I'm spending most of the week reviewing manuscripts at various stages of production and doing some creative writing.
How are you? How was your weekend?