We went on vacation with my sister, her husband, and her 3 month old son. When I told her that I was planning on writing about the trip, her first response was well writing about me will take up at least one post. I am pretty sure that meant I was supposed to write a post about her. So here it goes.
This one is for you baby sis.
I love traveling with my sister and her husband for various reasons:
They are incredibly hip. As in almost hipster hip. They dress so hipster cool all the time. It is great being seen out with them. Even if we just run to the store they look like they stepped out of an urban outfitter catalog. Therefor, I am cooler by association. Or I look lame next to them not quite sure yet.
In a family of tradition conservatives they are the only ones I can actually have discussions with that don’t end in you need to watch Fox News. Not having anyone to talk to in your family about life is hard. It wears on you emotionally. So simply being able to talk is more of a blessing than I could imagine.
She has the super human ability to only take perfect pictures. Since we are southern, and every good southern family puts on jeans and white t-shirts to take family beach pics, that is what we did. I consider myself a fairly attractive lady. Even a student today told me in the lunch line that I was really pretty for a teacher. But, I cannot photograph to save my live. My sister, however, should have been a model. Every photograph is flawless. Even if you spook her at the moment you take the picture. My dad told me that when we were kids and getting our yearly church family portrait when my sister went up to take her photo, I said “I hate her. She always takes good pictures.”
Growing up we were not those sisters that did everything together. But every year we grow closer and closer. And now that we are both moms with kids close in age I have more fun with her than I ever did growing up.
I love you baby sister.
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Beautiful photo! I am a WordPress photographer too, so I love seeing posts like this. Great job, and keep it up!
Thanks so much !!
Unfortunately, as much as I love my blood relatives, there is really no one except my MIL who I can have a long conversation with that doesn’t end in “you need to watch Fox.” This makes me appreciate your sis and my mother-in-law even more.
All it takes is one person to make you not feel alone.
Best post ever!!! 😉 So thankful for my sis/arm twin! Btw I’m super entertained by your blog. Love you!
P.S. I didn’t have to ask for a post… you know you’ve been just dying to write about me doi!
I was dying to write about you, the encouragement just made it happen faster obviously!
I am glad you like since no one else in the family would care to read it.
Dang I forgot to include that we are arm twins. Guess that will have to go in the next sister blog.
Know a bunch of women from the South who, not being conservative/evangelical in what they say or do, feel they can’t speak when with family. Have to completely deny or lie about being themselves. Shame. There also seems to be the implicit threat of emotional (physical?) violence.
There is the code of honor in the South which demands physically defending/fighting for your clan/tribe and ideas they espouse. Pretty creepy — but human. In certain geographies.
There is indeed a threat of violence. I have had friends sent away and subjected to shock therapy. It is truly frightening.
my brother and i same thing… got closer as we aged. tho i probably take better photos. loool. xo, sm
stinking photogenic people. y’all suck.