What does it mean...

if your sister abandons a blog you started that she took over and you pick it up again?

Is it a bit schizophrenic for those reading it?

The past year has been incredibly full of changes.  The Tyrants and their parents moved out of my basement and into their own house in November.  

Since that time they don't have internet and only access the web when they come visit me.  She says that's why no blogging, however I have my doubts.

Who knows at some point she might post again, in the meantime I believe I will from time to time.  

Here's a couple of shots of the Tyrants for those of you who haven't seen them in a while.

A Mother's Day Text

Rather than going home after church on Sunday my boys took me out to lunch for Mother's Day to their favorite restaurant so while they played I texted my sister to let her know where we had gone.  I'm considerate like that.

Well . . . sometimes I am.

:

Me:  We're at McDonald's getting a headache.

Her:  I didn't know they sold headaches at McDonald's.

Me:  They don't.  They're the free prize that comes with each happy meal for the moms.

Her:  Aren't you the lucky one!

Me:  And you're the jealous one!

Her:  Yes, jealously sitting here enjoying the quiet reading my book.

:

I hope you all had a wonderful day regardless of your circumstances, enjoying, remembering and celebrating.

My Best Friend

This is a picture of me (I'm the one with pigtails) and my best friend, my sister (aka Charming's Auntie).  She has been with me through thick and thin . . .  and thick again, buts lets leave my hips out of this okay.  We were the only two girls in a sea of boys (six brothers, four older, two younger) so we had to stick close.  It also helped that we are only 14 months apart and I liked everything she liked, if she got a new pair of shoes, I had to have the same ones.  I know it drove her nuts that I always picked the same thing she did, but if I didn't I was always wanting to borrow hers.  People often thought we were twins and it didn't help that sometimes our mother dressed us alike.

See matching outfits.

Even our eye glasses were the same style (cat eye), mine were pink, hers were blue.

We don't dress alike anymore, but I will still sometimes borrow her stuff.  I love you sis!

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