All cities are awesome…

…I see your Paris awesomeness and raise you a shoutout to American cities.  Even if we can’t travel abroad right this minute, at least we can appreciate our urban locales.  I LOVE that American cities have been progressing from downtrodden to vibrant. Not owning a car and living within walking distance of everything = my personal version of Heaven.

Paris Awesomeness

http://ohhappyday.com/2012/04/shopping-paris-in-8-hours/

This stirs up a range of emotions: happy/wistful for our memories, sad that we’re not somewhere fab right now, and restless to plan another trip. SO, I hereby declare that write our travel wish lists. I will report back soon. Until then, let’s daydream about shopping in Paris, oui?

T MINUS 40 HOURS…

…UNTIL THIS.  AKA sisterpalooza 2012 touchdown.

(What. We like Bob James. Haters gon’ hate.)

Very Truly Yours,

the little sister

On Pet Peeves

Since we have a shared addiction to grammar (and I-have-better-grammar-than-thou judgement), I thought you might enjoy this. It solves almost everything that makes the voices in my head scream “IT’S NOT _________ (insert YOU’RE/IT’S/WHO’S/THERE, etc), IT’S __________ (insert YOUR/ITS/WHOSE/THEIR, etc)“. Don’t even get the voices in my head started on literally.

What’s up with you and pillows? And ice lollies?

In reference to your comment on crunching your carrots because it annoyed me: you should know that it was more than a pet peeve. Apparently you were heartlessly aggravating my self-diagnosed condition.

Your’s (JOKE. Please don’t drop kick me) Truly,

Big Sis

Dueling & Retooling: Little Sis

Sister: You might have wanted to return me to the hospital, but I also crunched my carrots extra hard because I knew it annoyed you, and I once dipped your toothbrush in the toilet. I know I was at times an annoying little sister, but that was only because I looked up to you so much. I still admire you, but hopefully I annoy you less now that I evolved from your sister-fiend to your sister-friend.

GAME TIME!

Sister’s Responses in blue. Wow, I am touched and quite disturbed although mostly touched. Why didn’t we establish this mutual appreciation society years ago? Growing up under the same roof would have been much more fun. 

Three words that best sum up my sis: Thoughtful, talented, witty. I would say dark, twisty and moody but I like yours better.
What makes her so funny? She has the perfect combination of goofy and snark. It also helps that we share a gene pool. We’re genetically predisposed to find each other hilarious. Yep.
What do I most admire about her? My sister is very good at what she does (pastry chef). She’s patient with her work, and a perfectionist, so everything she produces is beautiful and well-executed. I still remember when she took an art class in high school (and I was a wee little 6th grader). I was completely in awe of her ability to draw a perfect sphere. I never had that level of patience and dedication. (Or artistic ability!) Are you sure? I don’t remember that! 

Dueling & Retooling: Big Sis

I didn’t make a stellar first impression. It all started with my request to return you to the hospital at three weeks old and it only escalated from there. Legal Eagle that you are, I’d like to know if there is a statute of limitations on apologies. If not, I hope it’s not too late to offer my sincerest apologies for being a less than supportive big sis.

Incidentally, you wouldn’t be the snarky wordsmith that you are without our epic wars of words.

Awww sister!  Yes, I do credit my thick skin and snarky-ness to all our sister-torture time.  I guess that’s a good thing?  Regardless, I’ll forgive you for torturing me if you forgive me for sticking your toothbrush in the toilet.  I remember you were sick one summer, but I hope to God it wasn’t my fault!

In the spirit of new beginnings, let’s play a little “getting to know you” game. You answer for me, I answer for you, we compare and respond. Sounds fun, yes? Let’s play:

Three words that best sum up my sis: Brilliant. Driven. Hilarious. hmmmmm…It’s nice to know that’s what I project, but inside my head it’s usually more like slumpy, laggard and annoying little sister.
What makes her so funny? Her dry wit and incredibly intimidating sharp tongue. For that we can credit childhood exposure to Monty Python’s Flying Circus.
What do I most admire about her? Her fearless sense of self, laser focused drive and hunger for learning.  You make me sound like I’m the next Wonder Woman.