An ode to my sister

let me tell you about this amazing person that I am lucky enough to be related to... her name is Trish, but I call her Teton.

You might think that it must be her birthday or something for me to do an "ode." It isn't. She is "Ode-worthy" 366 days a year. Yes, that was 366, there is nothing wrong with your eyes. So I said I was going to tell you about her, here goes:

she is: the prettiest girl

the nicest mom

the best BIG sister

a perfect example of how to chill out on the couch and let the cleaning wait for you- she's not on the houses schedule, she won't be pressured into dishes, laundry, dusting, floor scrubbing, cooking, etc... no, not her... The only thing that waits for no man, is vacuming- and she makes the straightest, most lovely vacume lines you've ever seen.

The voice of an angel, the body of a greek goddess (a Rubenesque-zaftig greek goddess!), the humility of... something humble, and the integrity of... well don't trust her with your passwords, but other than that, she's as "integral" as they come!

And since she has hacked my blog... that's all there is to say~ it is very likely that marie will (and she should) remove this post... hopefully she is the only one who sees this in the meantime ;-) Love you sister!