To sister.

My sweetest little sister celebrated her birthday over the weekend. A couple of months ago, I had hinted to her that I’d found the coolest bday gift ever.
Alas! Why didn’t I buy the thing right then?? Because when I went to make my purchase, it was GONE! 

So, here’s to you, sister. Like me, maybe just staring long enough at the picture will make you giggle.

And if it doesn’t, maybe watching THIS will.

PS: Arrested Development rules all. 
~ex-oh, ex-oh

To sister.

My sweetest little sister celebrated her birthday over the weekend. A couple of months ago, I had hinted to her that I’d found the coolest bday gift ever.
Alas! Why didn’t I buy the thing right then?? Because when I went to make my purchase, it was GONE! 

So, here’s to you, sister. Like me, maybe just staring long enough at the picture will make you giggle.

And if it doesn’t, maybe watching THIS will.

PS: Arrested Development rules all. 
~ex-oh, ex-oh

N is for (The) Neverending Story

Not! 
But stick with me….

The Neverending Story (along with The Dark Crystal, The Flight of the Navigator, and The Boy Who Could Fly) were my sister’s favorite movies when she was a little kid. 

Let me tell you about my sister.


She’s awesome
And tough and funny
She sings like a bird and drives faster then me. She’s always had better hair (except when she selfishly volunteers as guinea pig to her friends going through cosmetology school….perms are seldom a good look, sister)

Me & my bestie, doing what we do best,

I gave her The Corrs, she gave me The Backstreet Boys
I gave her Downton Abbey, she gave me Veronica Mars
I gave her Twilight, she gave me Katie Fforde
I gave her The Pimpernel, she gave me Star Wars
We discovered Monty Python, The Marx Brothers and Robert Downy, Jr together
We share love-custody of Gilbert Blythe and Gerard Butler
She gave me Brad Pitt
She understands my fascination (and borderline obsession) of Deb, Ang and Jen
Even though I don’t quite get her enthusiasm for alternative rock and ska
We share a fear of circus freaks and a love for all-you-can-eat buffets and Brit Coms
We’re both going to marry Jedi Knights someday
And Mr. Big

We shared a room in college for one summer and spend those hot nights trying to sleep while cooking up alternate endings to Phantom of the Opera and “What was Mr Darcy really thinking…” scenarios. 


Nicknames: 
(Seinfeld) she calls me “Gammy,” I call her “Mulva.” 
(Gossip Girl) she calls me “Em,” I call her “Es.” 
(Ab Fab) we both answer to “Pats”


I love you mucho, sister! Enjoy your “Day of N.” And I’ll allow you….THIS TIME, to watch one of your crap movies. 

I’ll see you in California tomorrow!!!
ex-oh, ex-oh.

N is for (The) Neverending Story

Not! 
But stick with me….

The Neverending Story (along with The Dark Crystal, The Flight of the Navigator, and The Boy Who Could Fly) were my sister’s favorite movies when she was a little kid. 

Let me tell you about my sister.


She’s awesome
And tough and funny
She sings like a bird and drives faster then me. She’s always had better hair (except when she selfishly volunteers as guinea pig to her friends going through cosmetology school….perms are seldom a good look, sister)

Me & my bestie, doing what we do best,

I gave her The Corrs, she gave me The Backstreet Boys
I gave her Downton Abbey, she gave me Veronica Mars
I gave her Twilight, she gave me Katie Fforde
I gave her The Pimpernel, she gave me Star Wars
We discovered Monty Python, The Marx Brothers and Robert Downy, Jr together
We share love-custody of Gilbert Blythe and Gerard Butler
She gave me Brad Pitt
She understands my fascination (and borderline obsession) of Deb, Ang and Jen
Even though I don’t quite get her enthusiasm for alternative rock and ska
We share a fear of circus freaks and a love for all-you-can-eat buffets and Brit Coms
We’re both going to marry Jedi Knights someday
And Mr. Big

We shared a room in college for one summer and spend those hot nights trying to sleep while cooking up alternate endings to Phantom of the Opera and “What was Mr Darcy really thinking…” scenarios. 


Nicknames: 
(Seinfeld) she calls me “Gammy,” I call her “Mulva.” 
(Gossip Girl) she calls me “Em,” I call her “Es.” 
(Ab Fab) we both answer to “Pats”


I love you mucho, sister! Enjoy your “Day of N.” And I’ll allow you….THIS TIME, to watch one of your crap movies. 

I’ll see you in California tomorrow!!!
ex-oh, ex-oh.

wrap her up.

Sister E called me the other night. She’d just gotten off the phone with this (sorry, sister, but it’s true!) HORRID COW of a woman who went on to tell E:  “Hey, I saw some of your pictures on Facebook and hasn’t anyone told you that jackets are totally out now? You should dress better in your line of business.” 
Okay. . . .
In her wisdom, E called me, knowing that I would know if such a thing was the current trend. 
No jackets? Uhh, no. And weird. 
That’s like saying black is out or cashmere is out, I mean NO ONE wears cashmere or black anymore, right? 
Wrong!
In celebration of these fabulous outfit finishers (and to prove HORRID COW wrong), I decided to wear a jacket to work every day this week and send E a pic as proof of the fabulousness.

Tuesday, jacket #1
 Wednesday, jacket #2
Thursday, jacket #3

Friday, jacket #4

So there.

wrap her up.

Sister E called me the other night. She’d just gotten off the phone with this (sorry, sister, but it’s true!) HORRID COW of a woman who went on to tell E:  “Hey, I saw some of your pictures on Facebook and hasn’t anyone told you that jackets are totally out now? You should dress better in your line of business.” 
Okay. . . .
In her wisdom, E called me, knowing that I would know if such a thing was the current trend. 
No jackets? Uhh, no. And weird. 
That’s like saying black is out or cashmere is out, I mean NO ONE wears cashmere or black anymore, right? 
Wrong!
In celebration of these fabulous outfit finishers (and to prove HORRID COW wrong), I decided to wear a jacket to work every day this week and send E a pic as proof of the fabulousness.

Tuesday, jacket #1
 Wednesday, jacket #2
Thursday, jacket #3

Friday, jacket #4

So there.

Writing Inspirations – not writing

Sometimes there’s nothing better for stirring creativity than blowing off responsibilities and just messing around. 
So, go ahead, live vicariously through my long, writing-free weekend….


Sisters first in line at Breaking Dawn, part 1…….
S & N waiting anxiously in the dark……
Sitting in the theater hallway……waiting to get into the Twilight marathon…..
(PS: it’s the dim lighting and flash that made us look all vampire-like)
S getting her hair did with sweet K……
Then we got some chocolate cream pie……
Then we saw this movie……
(where I took this contraband picture of the screen)
And ate some crepes……
and speaking of eating……
Then watched a bit of this show…
Then we saw this movie……
(after defacing the vile posters)

then we had some sweet treats at……

Where I bought these super-snazzy earrings…
Then we ate a bit and did some family hanging out
(PS: my nefs are insane)
 
Then we saw a movie with this guy……..
After S finished flirting with a bad boy…
Now, enough with the cupcakes, Oreo balls, pizza, sparkly vampires, barbecue, cinnamon French toast, pie, blood-red vampire eyes, Eggs Benedict, dark chocolate bark with almonds, kettle chips, fried chicken tenders, idiot werewolves who I hate, mint chocolate chip ice cream, sparkly vampires who probably smell like mint chocolate chip ice cream, diet cokes, pancakes and peacock earrings……
Time for me to get back to NaNo.