Something Sappy

I'm pretty lucky to have a sister that I can actually stand, let alone one that I list among my friends. All other people I have brought into my house have been fascinated by the fact that I will not shoo my sister (or any of my family, parents included) away--rather, I invite them to join in the festivities. This has led to many outings with my group of rather loud, rancous friends... and my sister. Wait a minute--lucky me, lucky HER!

I used to attribute the fact that we get along to us being three years apart, and thus not having to attend junior high and high school together. Other friends of mine have had to suffer from that horrible ordeal--sharing a friend pool with their siblings. Boyfriend's sister, my best friend Reilly, even dated one of Boyfriend's best friends... Weird!

Now I know better. Even if we were just a few months apart and had to go through high school being compared as sisters, it would be all good. Hannah's a funny gal. I make fun of her clothes and her amazing sense of fashion only because when she comes downstairs in some killer outfit, I picture it on my curvy body and have to laugh at the image. (I believe previously I have compared that image to a Butterball turkey squeezing into a sequined hairnet.)

I feel pity for anyone who isn't friends with their family. Hannah is always there to curl my hair, tell me when my shoes make my ass look big, and share in our very particular sense of humor. And sometimes it annoys me that people think that we're twins, or even worse, that she's the older sister... But I can always count on her to burp in public and skyrocket her image back down to the eighteen she is. Thanks for that, Hannah, because while you were burping, I was probably farting, so you masked it.

And she'll kill me for posting this picture, but it really sums up our relationship as sisters. This is our favorite game to play: make the ugliest faces you can for a picture. She's always there to reassure me that the prettier you are in real life, the more potential for UGLY you have in a photo. And check out her cheekbones! Get those babies insured, sista!