I’m a terrible sister.
You see, six months ago, my sister had a birthday. I only have one sister, so you’d think this would be obvious to me. But I was out of town gallivanting and totally forgot. To be fair, I went to Alcatraz that day. I was in prison. Literally.
Okay, I have no excuse. I just plain forgot that I should keep track of what day it is because some days are more special than other days. Lessons learned.
I realized later what I’d done. Two weeks later. I suppose I stopped for a moment to consider that it had been a while since my sister had a birthday and maybe she was about due. I called her to beg forgiveness and she was very understanding.
But that doesn’t change the fact that I missed her birthday. So, I’d like to institute the celebration of a new holiday, folks, because today my sister turns 30-something-and-a-half. That’s right, today is my sister’s half birthday and in honor of that, let’s relive some memories, shall we?