Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Happy Birthday LaLa!

... or that would be... Carol Ann to the rest of you...

She's my sister and I just wanted to wish her the most happiest of days. Though I know birthdays usually tend to suck. They just do somehow! And why is that? Expectations possibly? Or maybe just the fact that here we are... yet another year older and STILL driving the same ole beater! Ok, I know, I know... so what in the name of sam does THAT have to do with anything anyway???...

But yes, I just wanted to offer up here a couple of memories to remind my sis of how much I love her.

And guess what else? I've just learned how to make "lists" here lately. And you know what they say about lists... if you don't use 'em you lose 'em. So here goes...

To Carol Ann:
  • Well, first of all... you didn't do anything like try to suffocate me after mom brought me home from the hospital.

  • After that... one of my favorite childhood rememberances was of our times at night in our little twin beds... creating those yarns with a twist. The twist being that the stories always had to end with the phrase "...and the jennifer cleaned it up." Omg...wouldn't this just be TOO entirely too complicated to try to explain the premise of to anyone else ???!!!... or to explain the reason why we were able to laugh about the irony of it so many years later?

    Anyway...

  • So you remember when you and "Biggie" (bwah) had me going on thinking that you guys went to some place in your dreams every night where you got to ride horses and stuff? And do you know how many mornings I woke up sobbing because I somehow hadn't figured out the magic password that I was suppose to somehow come up with in my sleep?

  • And then there were all those slimy pollywogs.

  • After that you left me alone and ignored me for like 10 years except for those times when you and Regina would make fun of me for some reason. Was I really that weird back then too???

  • But haha... then you went off to college and yet actually wrote to me like almost every day, and I can prove it because I still have all your letters! Guess you must have been homesick or something. Anyway... through your stationary you even subliminally tried to encourage me to incorporate your hot pink and orange dormroom scheme into my/our very own bedroom... which, btw, was by now all mine! (neenerneenerneener) Unfortunately I succumbed...

  • And THEN you went and got married. And I wanted to BE you! Ha! I bet you never even knew that that did you? That whole summer while I was behaving like an absolute brat as I was being forced to help address wedding invitations and glue all those hot pink and orange flowers into those bridesmaids baskets? Yes, big sister LaLa... it's all true.

  • But then kids and husbands... etc... etc... etc... began to fill up our days.

  • And before we knew it some 30 odd years had past!...

  • But ya know it's funny, because as it turns out...some of the very best times I've ever had in my life have STILL ended up being the times I've shared with you! And so how did that happen?

Perhaps it's because we're the only one's on this planet who completely "get" each other!...

Anyway...

Happy Birthday Carol Ann!

Hope you had a good one!



And it's not THAT bad getting older... is it?



...is it?




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Thursday, February 15, 2007

Happy Day After Valentine's Day... ugh

Just shoot me NOW Cupid!... for I am a FOOL! I tossed and turned all night debating whether or not to share this sappy and OT story with you... but unfortunately it looks like the whether has won.

Cause see, I met this really awesome and funny guy (on the internet of all places)... though it would be rather complicated to explain how it all transpired. But I think I can probably blame it all on a simple little bout of insomnia sometime back in 2004...

And then last night I think I completely messed the whole thing up!

Anyway... here's how my Valentine's Day 2007 went down...

And then later last night (or should I say early this morning)...

THIS...

**Disclaimer: I have never, EVER laid a hand on Photoshop! (of which, I am confident, must be obvious...)