It’s so quiet at casa crazyhouse today.
This morning my sister and niece headed back to Georgia after spending about three weeks at my house. It was like a slumber party that never ended. Except that it did. By now they are probably driving through Mississippi or Alabama or whatever. LUCKY FUCKING STATE.
My sister is thirteen months younger and five inches taller than me and she is my best friend. Our daughters are sixteen months apart and have learned so much from each other.
Avery now knows how to say “Spongebob.” Hopefully she will unlearn that because I cannot watch another episode of that shit for the rest of my life.
My sister and I weren’t always best friends and we still fight every now and again because she is a royal pain in the ass. I went to Six Flags with her even though I swore I would never go to that awful place after working there for a summer (this was about a million years ago). We went to a cake tasting for her wedding cake (Italian cream FTW!) and she poked fun at my post-baby belly while I tried on bridesmaid dresses.
No really, it was a good time.
We stayed up late and talked about who our favorite top model was (if you care I am totally rooting for Raina. That girl has got some FIERCE eyebrows). We opened up.
Oh, and we SHOPPED. Man, did we shop.
Now my house is quiet (and more clean). I am kind of lonely and will have to get used to it again.
She’ll be back in November for the holidays but it isn’t soon enough.
Kelly, I know that you don’t read my blog because you are a jerk but I wanted you to know that I love you and had a great time with you. So come back soon you asshole.