Sister Sister

My sister came to visit this weekend. We hadn't seen each other in 2 years and have way too much to catch up on. One weekend is not enough. We went to Taco Bus in St. Pete for dinner on Friday evening and I shared a Mexican coke with my nephew. I missed him so much and I was just so thrilled that he even sort of remembered me that when he slobbered all over the bottle, I didn't mind. My sister of course set the tone of the weekend when she squirted verde sauce all over herself and the table.

Saturday we headed to Tampa for a bit of shopping. We hit Westshore first, then went over to International. My nephew brought along a camera to document the excursion.

We walked into Lush because I always do and also because Cindy had never been in one, much less heard of the store. We found ourselves in the back corner trying to figure out what the heck they were selling hardened blocks of shit for. Well, as it turns out they do not sell hardened blocks of shit. They sell henna and call it "caca." We asked about it and the really sweet sales girl explained the whole bit. We were sold.

(Cindy and I dye our hair red because it feels more natural than what grows out of our heads. I had redder hair when I was little and my natural color is browinsh-red. She's a honey blonde. As red-heads, we stop planets from spinning.)

We bought the Caca Rouge and went to work on it that night. I'll do a post about it because it is too hilarious for this post. Anyhoo, look out for the post when I tell you about 2 girls, 1 bathtub (that was one of our gut-busting jokes). Have a fab Tuesday!

How have you been?

I'm still here. It's funny how when you skip a day or two and not even look at your blog, how it feels like a week. After not having classes last week, getting back into the swing of things this week was exhausting. The Sandman hasn't been sticking around as much at night as I'd like and when he does, he doesn't chase away the nightmares.

On a positive note, my best friend is coming in town this weekend. Yep. My sister. With that said, I have a lot to get done before she gets here. I have to finish my Paradise Lost midterm (kill me now), clean the house around a (sometimes unhelpful) boyfriend, and pick up some things at the supermarket.

One thing I will leave everyone with is some advice. Go watch the documentary Helvetica. Especially if you're a fan of any kind of Typography. A whole documentary about one little font and how it changed the world. (I found it on Netflix).

I don't think I'll post until Sunday afternoon, so have a great weekend!

Sisters

The best thing I ever received was a sister. Not only did I get one, I got two. They are two very special ladies and I honestly don't know what life would be without them. In fact, I lived the first 17 months of my life without one and I can't remember any of it. I must have blocked it in my mind because it was so dull...

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Sometimes I'm not sure how I fit in because they are so musically talented. It's ok because every musician needs dancers and I can do that!

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So, here's to sisters! Both of them! Do you realize how difficult it can be to find pictures of 3's? I don't even have a recent photo of the 3 of us together. Booooo.....

(and maybe someday soon Haley's feet will make it into a photo like this!)

Fill in the Blanks Monday

1.  The best news I ever received was I found out my sister was pregnant. Yep! Best news ever! I can't really think of anything that tops my nephew <3

2. Something I'm looking forward to is getting to see my sister again. I need to call her. It just seems like it's one thing or another these days.

3. Something I would never do is abuse an animal. Except spiders. I would abuse those til the cows come home!

4. If I could choose someone to be my life coach (famous or not, living or dead), I'd choose my Nana. (She is soooo much smarter that Oprah, by the way). My Nana is very level-headed, she gets what she wants and she is such a strong woman. I really wish we lived closer.

5. If I had to put a label on my style it would be a "pretty good mix." I don't really care to be labeled, I wear what I like whether it is fashionable or not. Who gets to decide what's good and what's not? Certainly not the Do's and Don't page in the back of a fashion magazine. I prefer natural fabrics and I won't wear something if it doesn't fit.

6. One should always be proud of themselves.

7. I want to finish de-cluttering our backroom. I've started but I keep running into Chris "the resistor." Boys and their toys.

Prompts by Lauren

Fill in the Blanks Monday

1.   I love my sister  because I know that when there is no one else left in the world, she will always be there to answer the phone to listen to me cry about a boy, school or even just a really big bug.

2.  A time that mama knew best was when she said "guys like a girl who can drive a stick." She meant drive a car with a manual transmission. My mother is not a good person, but she taught me how to "drive a stick." haha

3.  My first kiss went a little like this It was kind of a sneak attack. Cory came over to use the phone at my house after school and then before he left he kissed me. I had no clue it was coming. He was so nervous because he thought I was going to slap him. I was in 9th grade, he was in 10th. I was pretty much a late bloomer I guess.

4.  My celebrity crush is Johnny Depp. I understand he is so crushed on that he probably can't breathe right now, but a zillion women in the world can't be wrong. The man is purty.

5.  My splurge of choice is clothes or vinyl toys.

6.  My biggest accomplishment is making it 8 years in the military. I'd say college, but I'm not done yet ;)

7.  My dance jam of choice is usually something silly. I like "Hong Kong Garden" by Siouxsie and the Banshees.

Cindy, Barbie & Me

Earlier this evening (technically yesterday now) Chris and went wandering through Toys R Us. While he was looking at legos, I made a trip to "the pink aisle." You know what I'm talking about, the Barbie aisle. I have noticed it isn't as bright pink as it used to be. Anyway, I found her:



When I first laid eyes on her frothy peach gown my mouth flapped open. I instantly had a flashback. Cindy and I used to have this EXACT dress for our Barbie dolls. I snapped a picture of it and sent it to her. Cindy had the same reaction. Funny how things come back like that to remind you of happy, innocent times. I miss playing dolls with my sister. We spent more time dressing and styling our dolls than we actually spent pretending they were at the mall or a dance.

Remember how Barbie walked? She kinda hopped around on her tippy toes and when you tried to move her legs to actually make her take strides she'd start bending backwards at the waist? Good times...