Today is my little sister's birthday.
She turns the grand old age of... twenty-something.
She's getting to that age where we women hesitate to answer truthfully. Except for me. For some reason I start adding years to myself months before my birthday. It could be the old-timers disease everybody keeps talking about.
Anyway, I won't be the one to say how old she is today (but next year she'll be the big THREE-O).
Unfortunately for my little sister, she is spending her birthday at jury duty! Boo!
Don't misunderstand me, I'm all for people doing their civic duty (as long as it's not me being inconvenienced) but it sucks when you're stuck doing it in the worst part of the city (County Jail!!) on your birthday!
So, lil sis, if you're reading this now, while you're stuck sitting next to an over perfumed man in a business suit who keeps looking sideways at your boobs and a woman smelling of BO and cat urine, please know we're all thinking of you (as we sit in comfortable chairs while sipping coffee).
Happy Birthday, Nancy! And give 'em hell!
That's me and her, she and I, dressed up for a special occasion I can't recall... a wedding maybe? I'm singing to her and for some reason she's laughing. It can't be my voice?
Also, she is going to kill me when she sees this picture but I think she looks cute with her little curlers and her teddy bear.
Nobody make mention of the fact that her birthday is only a few days away from Halloween, okay? I think she's suffering enough right now since she's probably struggling to find a comfortable spot in those crappy plastic chairs while balancing a book and her Mochachacaca from Starbucks.