My brother, being the self-proclaimed bearer of all things funny, is claiming holds on craptacular and demanding recognition. I'll concede, as long as you recognize Craptivities as original to me.

And this is the mother's day present we offer together - the realization that no matter how old we get nor how far apart we live, sibling rivalry will always be strong amongst Rogers. And I will always be the favourite. Kisses Mumsy.

I've just been informed (sounds like I'm the state press secretary doesn't it?) that it's a year ago since graduating university. (A mother's day gift neither of you will ever top.) Seems like forever ago. Scary thing is looking at everyone else 'growing up' while I struggle to just become self-sufficient enough to continue life in never-never land. Sorry guys, but I wouldn't trade lives for anything right now! Salaries, yes. Lives, no.

Caught up with the Auckland gang - Scott, Pam & Beck - last night as they cruised through Chch on the beginning of their 3 week trek. Good to see them and get the goss (Kiwi for gossip, I have started using it at obnoxiously high rates). Rob comes through this weekend too on the end of his journey as well as another friend. I'm so popular. It's hard to be me.