My Pister
Becktron says:
k
Becktron says:
bye for now
Becktron says:
talk to you during the boys naps
Becktron says:
hey
ANGTRON says:
stay strong sista!
Becktron says:
i love you today
ANGTRON says:
lol
Becktron says:
dont know why
Becktron says:
but i miss you
Becktron says:
and i live you
Becktron says:
love you
Becktron says:
lots
ANGTRON says:
love you too
ANGTRON says:
k
Becktron says:
im all crying
Becktron says:
lol
ANGTRON says:
stop it!
Becktron says:
later whore
ANGTRON says:
call g
ANGTRON says:
bye slut
Becktron says:
there thats better
ANGTRON says:
lol
Sometimes, I think about death too much. I know, not what you were expecting my first post to be. I think about what I would do if someone from my family died. Lots of times when I think about this I'm in my car driving. This may be because for some odd reason I have always thought that if I end up dying early it will be in a car accident on the highway. I always wonder if my tire will fall off and I will loose control, what would happen? So, that leads me to thinking about other people dying. Me and Becky have had this conversation about how we would die before and realised that we both had the same "premonition" which totally freaks me out. And also we have said that we should then never take any long car trips alone together at all. Because maybe fate is just waiting for us to be together in the car. You know, kill two birds with one stone.
I have lots of opinions about Becky and what would happen if she died.
One. I think Becky is the glue. I think she holds our family together. Not all by herself but I do think she plays a huge roll in it. To me she is one of the first people to initiate functions and she's one of the first people to offer to do all the work to make these functions happen. I wonder what if she died? Would we all be brought together as much? I don't know. That's a hard thing to answer. I just know that she goes out of her way to make things happen.
Two. She knows me. She understands me I think better than anyone does. I can say anything to her and she understands or at least will try to. She knows that in order to have a confrontation with me she has to lock me in a room and literally physically restrain me from trying to leave and avoid it. She owes me more pops than I can count for thinking and writing the same things on MSN at the same time. She knows about my over exposure to people issues, and my dislike for the phone issues and any other quirk I might have. What would I do if there was no one that knew me this good? I think I would be lost.
Three. No one understands my humor and no one thinks I'm really that funny. Who thinks chakans is funny? Me and Becky. Who thinks pranking the Brick when they called our house was funny? Me and Becky. Who would think that making signs and going to Telemiracle to get on TV would be funny? Me and Becky. Who would write on the back of their "Where are we going? Higher!" signs "I'm with stupid" and think it would be funny to flip them over when the camera scanned on us at Telemiracle? Me and Becky. Who would think running in puddles and swimming in flooded streets of Yorkton is funny? Me and Becky. Who would think eating only baby corns for a meal like they were corn on the cobs at Bonanza was funny? Me and Becky. Who would get all my inside jokes and understand the things I want to be understood in my blogs and notice the things that no one else would notice like "I just swallowed my gum"? Becky.
Four. This is a big one. Who would like all the exact same TV shows as me? No one. Who would I discuss BB with? No one that would want to listen that's for sure. Would understand why Meridith is so annoying on Grey's anatomy? Who would be able to relate everything on TV with what happens in real life with me? No one.
Five. Becky is always there. She's there when you are happy and when you are sad. She helps whenever she can and doesn't ask for much in return. She puts herself out there with her emotions and admits her faults more honestly than anyone I know. Even, if admitting those things might make her more vulnerable to people. She feels more compassion then I ever could. When bad things happen to other people she feels more emotion for the situation of others and anyone I know. She is not afraid to say when she is displeased but never does it in a hurtful or accusing way. She's a good mom and an honest mom. She won't even put her kids to bed without making sure their socks match their pj's. Most of all she tells me what she thinks. When I don't know what I'm doing and I ask her what she thinks she isn't afraid to say how she feels about it. She gives good advice and I wish many days that I was more like her than myself.
When I'm with her I feel more like myself then even when I'm alone. I long to see her and when I do its always the best.
The perfect sister, I know I am not. But I am thankful for the perfect one I got.
“For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.”
Christina G. Rossetti
24 comments:
She sounds hot.
Right back atcha!!!
(Right back atcha? Lame. But, honestly, what am I supposed to write after a post like that? Anything I think of saying sounds lame.)
It's ok I only did it to make you cry.
Aaaaaand it worked.
Hey. I just thought of what to say:
You like me! You really like me!
Aaaaaaaaand I'm done.
Pretty good impression of Sally Field Becky!! That totally overshadows the fact that you were way behind the times about your 100th post :)
You are lucky to have each other as sisters. I now have a sister (well actually I have 3 but only one of them,lives close by.)
I always wanted a sister, cause my older brother is just a dork....and a few other choice words I will not go into on here. Cherish your sisterhood, I know I will.
i think this is one of my favorite posts... no wonder you guys are so cool... but yeah... good post... very good post... yeah...
Yeah
Uhhhhh Lyle?
Thanks for making me cry. That was a good post. :)
You called sweet thing?
I would like to know what you consider NOT hot. Or is there anything?
Yep...she's something all right. A couple weeks ago when a friend of mine passed away, Becky brought me tulips and put them outside our door so that I would find them as we left for the funeral. And when I was crying in the church bathroom, she is the one that came and found me. She's great. You are lucky to have her for a sister.
Great post Angie. To have a sister like you have is a wonderful thing and to have a sister who would write such a beautiful post about you is also a wonderful thing. You are both equally blessed to have each other. Never let anything come in between that special bond you have. Sisters are a beautiful thing :)
Aww, this is so nice. That's all I can say. Anything else sounds lame. I need to go slap some makeup on my face before church.
Reba McEntire.
what is not hot about reba?? for a woman of her age, i'd say she's dang hot... if i were single and 25 years older, i'd totally be going after reba
It's so nice to hear how close you guys are. It makes me feel sad that I'm not that close to my sister. Though our circumstances were different, and only met 7 years ago... My brothers and I are kind of close, and also have things that only we would find funny. But I don't think it's the same.
WOW! Very nice post Ang.
I really miss my sisters. There really is no one who can take their place.
Love
Auntie Sue
You can have her.
Lyle just says that because he wishes he could have me. But he can't cause my body is too bootylicious for him. That's right.
On another note, i think this is the most comments I've ever gotten from a post.
Giddy up.
Also, Lyle has Theresa. But another song comes to mind. Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Dontcha?
You wouldn't know it from the way he talks on here...
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