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So last night, my sisters decide to go to the grocery story for some liquer, snacks and movies.
They come back with the easy back brownies, microwaveable White Castle burgers, and a apple strudel muffin mix. All your basic easy add recipe boxes. Before you read on, let me just say that I was the only one that was ever in the kitchen growing up. Enjoyed the cooking shows, putting things together, and making things for others to appreciate (middle child syndrome = need of appreciation) So the night goes something like this.
Rae: How do you use your timer on the microwave?
Me: Push timer.
Rae: Oh, ok
Jess: How do you make muffins without a muffin pan?
Me: I get the aluminum muffin wrappers – but I’m out.
Jess: Oh – guess we can make it in a loaf pan.
Rae: How do I turn on the stove?
Me: Push the Bake and up button to get it to the right temperature
—30 minutes go by
Rae: How do I know if the apple thing is done?
Jess: I dunno
Me: Stick a butter knife into it – if it comes out clean you are good
Rae – umm, it’s not clean
Me: This is the muffin mix thing – it’s going to take longer to bake the whole thing!
Rae & Jess: Oh yeah, huh
—Later
Rae: How do I shut off the oven
Me: Duh, hit the off button
My sisters – challenged in the kitchen!
So here I am being the nice sister…well maybe I should just share the text message conversation
Little Sis – I am not going into work tomorrow for my bday – I may lose my mind if I do.
Me – Do you have a special request for your bday dinner? Anything at all or any particular deserts?
Little Sis – *shrug*
Gives me lots of options, huh!
So then I call my hubby to plan for the day
Me: Be ready to go to your parents house when I get home so we can start working out.
Husband: I’m watching my movie
Me: What? So we are not going
Husband: After my movie…
Ugh – I’m 85% sure he started the movie when I left work. There goes the helpful motivation I had for the day…out the window!
Frustrating
Anyone that has any tips- I’d be glad to hear them!
So my little sis works at a Massage School – and part of the perks of it is she can take her family members on the weekends for free massages. The students have to have so many hours of practice, and we become their homework. I take this position pretty seriously. I mean, to help students learn, and become better massage therapists – hello, count me in.
Anyways, so this Saturday, my little sis was kind enough to take me, our older sis, and my bff with her. Of course the questions went back and forth before we got drawn in one by one with the massage student for our 50 minute massages such as how much clothing to leave on. My advice was leave on the undies and take off the rest. Once all was said and done we compared notes on all of our experiences with the students.
ME: So how did it go, did you like your person?
Little Sis: Totally, she started with a cranial massage and did this thing with my hair where she took strands and twisted it and pulled it.
Me & the older sis: ooooo, awwww, that sounds amazing
BFF: You guys are funny – you all have such hard heads. Did your person end up rubbing your glutes like you said?
Me: Totally, mine was a little tender actually, but she totally rubbed them.
Both Sisters: Yeah, me too, she rubbed my butt.
BFF: What?!? I told her I didn’t have any exlcusions and she didn’t rub my butt!
Me & the sisters: Weird, they totally did for us!
So after all the hooplah of taking Thurs off to help the older sister with her ailing kitty…
Long story short Americus was having trouble holding food down, then lost her appetite completely and was a mess. It was her liver, but after shots, lots of love, and a couple of days she has started to eat again! Hooray for Mer feeling better!
So in celebration of a rough week and some much needed tlc we invite the eldest sibling out for a half yard of beer at our treasured restaurant -The Yardhouse…and what does she do? Declines her loving sisters offer!
How Rude!
Well, I was going to write an email about the eldest sibling who is pmsy and snotty. But then I reflected on those bad intentions and thought I’d write a little about my theory on my sisters.
As far as reading goes, I don’t do much of it. I know, judge me as you will…but i was always the one in front of the tv growing up. What can I say, I love me some tv. But besides that, I have read a fairly large book – I believe it had 500 pages or so. Of course I remember because it was such a feat. 
It’s one of my favorite books, “Little Women”.
This story, for those of you who read less then me…then again there’s an amazing movie as well (I suggest you watch it). Anyways, this movie is about the bond of sisters. Every one of the 4 sisters has a distinct personality, and they fight like any others, and burn off the others hair, fall in love with the same boys, laugh and cry together. It’s an amazing story of true sisters. The moral of the story is that their bond is stronger than any man that comes into the picture. Their little tight knit circle is what gets them thru life. Well that’s what it means to me anyways.
So my theory goes like this…me and my sisters are the Little Women. Ok, now that you’re rolling your eyes at me, give me a second to explain. We are meant to be close knit, not allowing any boy to ever come inbetween us. (K, so that’s how I feel about it, hence my harsh judgement on all the boys in their life throughout the years!) And we all take on different characters throughout our lives.
Our little sister – She equates to the littlest sibling (Amy)sometimes, but she fluctuates to the eldest (Meg)as well because she is the most profound. The old soul. She has the street smart, me and the eldest sometimes do not. She has the artist soul and wants to be rich; she is very critical of her appearance sometimes to a fault, and very aware fashionably of what is acceptable.
My eldest siter-She is Jo, no question about it. She is quick tongued and gets herself into trouble. She doesn’t care what others think of her and goes about her way untouched by the emotional “weaknesses” of others. She is the rock and the voice of reason at times. She even had our version of Laurie – who was the love interest that always loved her from a far, but could never have her because they were too much alike.
And me – Well at one time I was Beth…the sister with the intuition. The one who couldn’t bear the thought of the others growing up and moving out of the house. Again the issue with their boys coming into play. I am protective and intuitive. Introverted, yet thoughtful…K, I’m not as saintly as she was, which is where I fluctuate with Jo (cause I do have some of that spunk). But she was the sister who died, and I have had my fair share of car accidents in my life. So although God has saved my life time and time again…I was the sister that had threats to me living a full life.
So that is my theory of my sisters, and to end such a lovely story with a quitesential picture of them here it is. Me on my wedding day, with the gazing at my soon to be husband knowing he would soon be coming into the sacred circle (Again they are more willing to open this circle to others than I have ever been)
I've always loved this picture because I think it catches each of the "Little Women" characteristics in it
I had bouts with strep throats and ear infections as a kid. Not fun, and in the end all the ear infections (even with having to wear the ear plugs in the pool) lead to me being hard of hearing. Now for those of you that don’t know my family. It goes back for many generations. Even my pop would be told one thing and hear another. And even know in my old age (27 going on 80) I find I do the same thing.
Me: What did you say, pomegranite juice?
Husband: What?!? No, I said What are we doing for lunch.
Yeah it goes like that. Even my sister growing up would torture me with her mouth moving and no words coming out. And i’m pretty sure there was a distinct time in my life when my hearing was that bad that I would question if I would hear anyone again. So you know she was taking advantage – how rude goodbadandugly2!
Anyways, so you know how there is that theory of if one of your senses isn’t as keen another makes up for it? Well, I do have a secret heightened sense, and it’s my sense of smell.
Seriously though, me at work:
Me: Do you guys smell that?
Cube Mates: No, what do you smell?
Me: It smells like Dominos pizza!
Cube Mates: (10 minutes later): Ohmygosh now I smell the pizza
Me: Yeah and it smells like Dominos – you know the scent.
Cube Mates: *startled* umm, i guess so
Yeah, I pick up things sooner then the next. So you could understand my concern when my husband’s cologne ran out. I told him everything smells so bland lately. So in my recent confession, we picked out a new scent…which is just the way a man should smell, fresh, musky, manly, outdoorsy all in one. But the weird thing is ever since he’s been wearing the cologne Sydney (our yellow lab) seems overly excited to see him around. Ok, I know what you’re thinking she’s a lab, and they are excited all the time anyways. But it’s a little different – she lingers now – and has to be practically in his lap lately when the cologne is on.
We are starting to wonder if Sydney appreciates the new cologne as much as I do!
Here she is...in her younger years...
So when I asked the eldest sister what she’s been eating for dinner knowing full well that her husband is out of town for the week. (She has never been the cook, that was always my thing growing up. ) I wasn’t surprised when she told me cereal.
I then told her about my delicious and nutritous dinner menu last night, which was a Jennie-O All white Meat Turkey Loaf. Alright, for those of you who are not of aware of this dinner option, let me inform you. It is a great, healthy option when you’re are busy and need something quick for dinner. My mom would make it for us on those nights we had the theatre practice, dance classes, National Honor Society meeting…k, I was a bit of an overacheiver, but I’ve since calmed down some.
Anyways, you get the point, it was my mom’s not so home-made cooking, and I have fond memories of the turkey loaf. And even though my older sis was calling it the turkey equivelent of Spam, I find it enjoyable.
Here it is! Usually around $4.99 or so.
This is only a small glimmer into the true nature of our meal comparisons, however. Let me expand on this… The conversations are typically received via emails during our very busy work days; it goes something like this:
Me: OMG, I made the best lunch today, you would be jealous…delicious smoked turkey, cheddar sunchips, 2 chocolate chip cookies and seedless green grapes. – yum
Sister: Whever my lunch is totally better. I have sunkist oranges, Diet Coke, ham and swiss, some hershey candy, and lime yogurt.
Me: Whatever this new turkey meat is the best, my sandwich is totally better.
Sister: Whatever I have a drink and you don’t.
Me: So, my sandwich and soft wheat bread beat your gross sandwich.
You can imagine how much detail we get into with this…and some days there is an obvious winner, like when one of us gets lazy and makes the pb&j’s….but my point is it is a competition! Life is a competition people and you need to bring your A game to it!
So what did you bring to lunch today? Me and my sister had Jersey Mike’s so we beat you all!
Well…what can I say? My sister is addicted to this blogging world and thought I had some words of advice to share with everyone. I have a lot of psychological theories; look for the things that “click” for me in the world…
Like yesterday, weirdest thing happened I found myself thinking about a song “Return to me”. Singing it in the shower that day, had a nice time getting a massage, going to lunch with the little sister and there it was, the song playing in the background. Is that not a sign people? Things like that happen people and and what can I say, I’m just more aware.
Anyways, for now I thought I would give you a site I was looking up today that litterally made me laugh out loud. Though I’d share it with the world:
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