That is the postcard I’m going to send to my nephew’s class, because they’re learning about the post office. It has to be postmarked before Thursday, so if I don’t get off my ass today and do it, I have to do it tomorrow. I generally enjoy writing letters; it makes me sad that the post office is becoming an extinct institution. I might have written that on my postcard, except I don’t believe that’s a fact little kids would enjoy or understand. Instead, we had to write a fact about the city we live in. Of course,… I’m not done yet.
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On the train back to Chicago after spending the night in Indernana. My baby sister turned 16 today. I wonder why they call it sweet 16. I think every girl is “TOTES EXCITED” to turn this age, but looking back at it, I’m not sure why. When you’re 16, everything’s a big deal. I was trying to remember 16. I wasn’t allowed to date until I was this age; the guy I was into for two months prior to my birthday officially asked me out on my birthday during lunch. Two months later, he’d make out with some chick at… I’m not done yet.
Got to go to sleep so just a quick note to say that I just had an hour long convo with my seester. She is awesome, as the title implies. Also, just so you know, she is very smart. :) Gnight, all. Another doctor’s appt tomorrow. Hopefully some answers this time!!
Spent the day with my mom and sister again, where we took a trip to Forever 21 (my sister’s request). As I mentioned yesterday, I don’t understand shopping, but let me take it a step further and say, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WHY IS THERE SUCH A THING THAT EXISTS LIKE FOREVER 21?! Forever 21 is as if everything in the world threw up, got reassembled and then hung on clothes racks. My sister came away with some tolerable things, and my mom and I goofed off a little. She found some green shorts with studs on the sides… I’m not done yet.
My mom and sister came from Indernana for some bonding time. They picked me up from work and we headed over to Bed Bath and Beyond. About two seconds in, my sister and I left my mom to revel in the gloriousness of the store. We got some desperately-needed coffee, and then I watched her go from store to store looking for clothes. Two things to say here: 1) I don’t understand clothes shopping. 2) My sister, at 15, has more financial sense than I do. I offered to buy her whatever she wanted and she still wanted to buy… I’m not done yet.