my sister is amazing
so.
it was back when i was 16 that i first began to scrapbook. i somehow molded my burgeoning love of taping pictures onto paper into a goal for the church youth program i was in. i'm not quite sure how i rationalized my scrapbooking as spiritual progression. i like to think i entitled it a poignant study of photographic geneology. the end reward of the six year "personal progress" program was a gold pendant with a girl in a flowy dress which i think symbolized her blossoming into womanhood. it was a very good and worthwhile program which i never technically finished because, much to my mother's chagrin, before i had my final blossomhood pendant interview i went away to college where i decided to focus completely on my new goal of, well, going on a date, while my mom chose to focus her via phone proddings on my lack of a high school diploma.
ahem.
so.
one of the first things i ever scrapbooked was a picture of my sister and i as youngsters- all bright eyed and tanned and looking as though we weren't constantly at each others throats as most siblings very close in age are want to be- and a sticker i'd found with the phrase "my sister is amazing" on it. and also a christmas related note carolyn had written to me that year (it had a picture of noah's ark with a wreath on it and it said, "this is noah's ark on christmas eve. you are my favorite sister. [heart] carolyn). my scrapbooking skillz are extremely limited.
it's flukish for me to remember a sticker i put on a scrapbook page almost 10 years ago without any reasoning past having the sticker and having the sister and there you have it. were it not for my continual quoting of the sticker, i would not remember. i used to quote it in a somewhat monotone voice whenever carolyn would show a natural deftness for drawing or dancing or singing or pianoing or getting 4.0's or doing anything i would then try to do with a very tangible lack of deftness.
however.
while trying not to veer too much into the waxing sentimental, let me say carolyn continues with the natural deftness but has also developed into extremely kind and considerate person...
my sister is amazing.
the sarcasm is gone, but the quote remains.
my sister is amazing.
deal with it.
it was back when i was 16 that i first began to scrapbook. i somehow molded my burgeoning love of taping pictures onto paper into a goal for the church youth program i was in. i'm not quite sure how i rationalized my scrapbooking as spiritual progression. i like to think i entitled it a poignant study of photographic geneology. the end reward of the six year "personal progress" program was a gold pendant with a girl in a flowy dress which i think symbolized her blossoming into womanhood. it was a very good and worthwhile program which i never technically finished because, much to my mother's chagrin, before i had my final blossomhood pendant interview i went away to college where i decided to focus completely on my new goal of, well, going on a date, while my mom chose to focus her via phone proddings on my lack of a high school diploma.
ahem.
so.
one of the first things i ever scrapbooked was a picture of my sister and i as youngsters- all bright eyed and tanned and looking as though we weren't constantly at each others throats as most siblings very close in age are want to be- and a sticker i'd found with the phrase "my sister is amazing" on it. and also a christmas related note carolyn had written to me that year (it had a picture of noah's ark with a wreath on it and it said, "this is noah's ark on christmas eve. you are my favorite sister. [heart] carolyn). my scrapbooking skillz are extremely limited.
it's flukish for me to remember a sticker i put on a scrapbook page almost 10 years ago without any reasoning past having the sticker and having the sister and there you have it. were it not for my continual quoting of the sticker, i would not remember. i used to quote it in a somewhat monotone voice whenever carolyn would show a natural deftness for drawing or dancing or singing or pianoing or getting 4.0's or doing anything i would then try to do with a very tangible lack of deftness.
however.
while trying not to veer too much into the waxing sentimental, let me say carolyn continues with the natural deftness but has also developed into extremely kind and considerate person...
my sister is amazing.
the sarcasm is gone, but the quote remains.
my sister is amazing.
deal with it.
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also, kat, that movie idea i showed you a while ago is almost finished. and oscar night is this saturday.