Be Careful What You Ask For!

Dear Friends,

Don't say, for instance, that for your birthday, ALL you really want is a couple minutes alone...

Face it, people! You don't ONLY want a couple minutes alone...

A whole day.

With roses.

At the spa.

Alone.

Maybe.

So I had to giggle when I read my sister, Dee's recent comment that included the following, and I quote:

"PS. all I want for my birthday is a post (preferably with old pix that will make me laugh)."

Be very careful what you ask for.

***

I think I was happy to have a new baby sister.

I don't really remember that well.

I was three.

I remember what I got for my birthday that year, a trike.

It was purple.

I remember the dresser that we got before she was born.

I remember how we rearranged the furniture so the bassinet would fit.

But I don't remember that one essential moment when someone took me up to the hospital and I met my little sister.

(Call me a material girl, but it's true)

Thank goodness for pictures.

Otherwise we would have no proof that I took this very special moment to poke her in the eye.

Priceless.

 

And here I am strangling her.

Sticking a spoon down her throat.

Are you beginning to see a pattern?

It's no wonder she turned out the way she did...

Poor thing.

{snicker}

Actually we've always been pretty close...

All the eye-poking aside.

We've even survived living together.

TWICE.

In all honesty I think she is beautiful...

Fun...

Loving...

And way too lucky!

I mean who can have a big sister who half-mauled you to death as a baby and years later still manage to look like Angelina Jolie after taking a cat-nap on the coach?!!

So unfair!

But then, she's MY sister so I guess that makes me lucky too.

I love you, Heidi.

Happy Birthday!

Love,

The Older Sister in NE

P.S. I guess this means I can return the Luis Vuitton handbag and Prada sunglasses I got you, huh?