Weekend of Sisterhood

Friends, Internet, everyone in between, 

YOU ARE GOING TO BE SO JEALOUS OF ME RIGHT NOW. 

I had the most bomb-diggity weekend ever.  What did I do, you are asking yourselves?  I know, I have you sitting literally on the edge of your seats, hearts racing to figure out how my weekend could POSSIBLY have been cooler than yours. 

Guys, I hung out with my nine-year old sister.  

Be jealous.  

She came to P-town Friday afternoon and we didn't head to my parentals until Sunday morning.  I have never been so exhausted.  We went to the park, fed the ducks, went stargazing (she saw three shooting stars which makes me the coolest big sister ever), went to a softball game, ate more ice cream in two days than either of us eat in a month, played two games of mini-golf, watched a movie, went to a crepe party, watched Psych, ate Dino Chicken nuggets (or Dino Nuggs), and didn't have a bed time.  

We even remembered to buy my mom flowers for mothers day.  AND we made her a card.  AND we listened to this song like a million times on the radio.  

All in all I would have to say it was a successful weekend.

What did I learn?

One, that I have been missing out on some great bonding time with the sibs.  They are only little once and I don't want to miss it.  Two, that she is a FABULOUS partier.  That girl has more energy in her tiny body than could ever have imagined.  Three, that anything can be an adventure if you make it one. 

Now I need a weekend to recover from my weekend.  

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