Happy Birthday to My Sister

Many of you remember how about a month and a half ago, my sister planned a "blogger birthday party" for me. (If you don't remember, check here) She also wrote a post about how we've evolved from being sisters who couldn't stand each other to sisters who actually happen to like each other. Since today is her birthday, I thought I'd expand on that theme.

As she mentioned and I've mentioned in past posts, my sister and I are extremely different. We never had the same interests or the same friends growing up, despite being only 2 years apart. We spent most of high school completely annoying each other and trying to avoid each other at school. As we've gotten older though, we have found that even though our interests differ, we somehow have many things in common.

I think she still wears that necklace

Last night when I was at my parents' house looking for embarrassing cute pictures to put in my post, I started to realize that even though we never thought we were close back then, we did a lot of things together and surprisingly seemed to have a lot of fun doing them. Here are a collection of the things we've done together over the years:

Don't you love the decor of our grandparents' house here in Maine that they decorated to look like a house in Mexico?

We've laughed together. A lot.

We drove our first Mercedes together. I've always been the horn honker.

No pictures, please! I'm trying to concentrate!

We cooked together. Once. Seriously. This may be the only time either one of us ever cooked. Thank God there is proof.

Yep that's right. 2 Easter baskets a piece. Bet your Easter bunny didn't do that!

We've sat at many bars together. We tend not to wear tights as much though.

We welcomed our brother to the family together when he was adopted from Colombia.

Yes that is a lobster trap in our yard. We grew up in Maine, ok?

And apparently, contrary to popular belief, we shared toys. That's MY smurf big wheel she's cruisin' around on.

We also happen to share a mother. Oh and a father too. I know that's shocking since she looks less like our parents than our adopted brother.

I remember the day she was born. When she was finally here, I sat on the edge of my mom's bed and ate blueberries. Little did I know that 28 years later I would actually like spending time with her and have something to talk about with her (usually it's blogs, our husbands and their cute accents, work, shopping, you know, the important things). I had no idea we'd have so many fun times together and talk on the phone several times a day (she called me at least 4 times last night). So happy birthday, Emiliana.

You haven't changed a bit! Squinty eyes and sausage fingers 4-eva!

I hope you get a bigger cake than this and I hope you make a smaller mess.

If you haven't read my sister's blog or checked out her amazing blog designs, go visit her today and wish her a happy birthday. Rumor has it she's at 99 followers and just needs one more of you to get to 100!