Happy Birthday Sister

Long, Long Ago.... in a land far away, mom and dad brought home a sister for me to play with.

By the photographic evidence; I thought she was pretty cool.

We will choose to ignore her incessant tattling.... her unnatural drive to get me in the most trouble possible.  We will not discuss here the way that we teased her about being adopted, left on the door-step, with the horrid given name of Henrietta pinned to her dress................. we will not discuss frustrated farts, flaming farts, breathing too loud, sock stealing............ no this is not the place for those things....

We will instead focus on her quick wit.  I still remember how hard my dad laughed, when one night at the dinner table someone was complaining about something.... and Kelly quipped " Here's a dime, call someone who cares." 
We will extol her virtues as a mom.  She is a wonderful mother to two handsome boys.  She loves them very much and does all she can to provide a good life for them.
She is loyal.  She loves her friends and family very much.  She often goes out of her way to take trips to see the ones that live far away....She still talks to her two best friends from Elementary School!

now for the serious stuff:
I am glad you are my sister.  This last year has been hard on us all.  You were faithful to be there as much as possible, and you always made him smile, every time you were there.  He loved you very much, and he would hate to be missing cake on your birthday.

If I were closer, I would take you for a mani-pedi... a big cup of coffee, and I would have called work for you and told them you were calling in "birthday" and would be back tomorrow.  I would take you to the Fish Market or maybe a show.  But since I am far.... you will have to settle for my lame song on the phone this morning, and this equally lame Birthday post.


I love you, kid..... love you lots.  Happy Birthday. I hope you have a wonderful day!