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?
Remember that time we went to the Grand Canyon?
And I made you get up at 4am to see the sunrise?
Worth it, amiright?
And then we went on a road trip and saw the world’s largest thermometer.
My life is complete.
When we were in LA we saw your favorite person’s square at Grauman’s!
What a memory.
Plus we stayed with the Bakers and went to the Getty.
You wore your Blue Angels shirt. What style.
And then there was that time I took you camping (your very first time!) in Florida…in July.
You claim you’ll never go camping again, but I’ll believe it when I see it.
And of course there was the incident with spending the night in a park. With no tents or anything.
But you came prepared.
And it was worth it in the end because we were there for this:
A few days later we went to Epcot and you got us into the VIP lounge at the Test Track. You’re kind of a big deal.
And who could forget that time our brother got married?
We clean up well.
Then of course there are all the family get-togethers, like every New Year’s for the last 25 years except one. (Sorry to ruin the streak; Antarctica was calling my name!)
So happy half birthday, Clare. Thanks for the adventures.
(P.S. Wanna go camping?)