I had a morose blog typed up, but it was [insert appropriate negative comment here]
I can sum up the lame-ness of it in two sentences:
I couldn't figure out how to post my pretty Christmas pictures.
AND
Kayla and I have been sick.
MOVING ON!
I popped over to a new blog that Stacey found. http://www.hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/ and am feeling much perkier.
So I will leave you with this Tale of Two Sisters.
Imagine being a twin . . . . . .
One twin is a home body, likes to cook, has kids, a minivan, cats, and a closet that would make Tim Gunn cry.
The other is a bit of a fashionista, loves clothes, Starbucks, and actually has a social life. She actually reads style books written by Tim Gunn.
Needless to say I am twin one.
But thanks to my sister living with me for a while, I am trying to mend my ways.
Actually . . . . I'm trying to look better because I'm sick of that 'You are soooooo lame' look that she delivers to me along with phrases like "Burn that when you take it off today" and "I am veto-ing that barrette in your bangs. What are you 12?"
I'm starting from the inside and working my way out because sister dearest works at Victoria's Secret and is my instant snitch for all things on sale. In the last 2 month I have purchased 3 new bras, had 2 given to me by sis, and bought about 30 smoking pairs of VS underwear.
And that's where the problem begins.
Have you ever had "Garment Amnesia?"
Garment Amnesia: def When a person doesn't recognize a garment purchased recently because they forgot what it looked like in the first place. See catch phrases like "I've been looking for this" and "Why did I ever buy that?"
My sister and I tend to lump laundry together and wash a mix of hers/mine clothes every time we do laundry. She, however, doesn't suffer from Garment Amnesia. My sister can look at a garment from 6th grade and tell you if it was hers or mine.
So tell me, dear friends, how ridiculous is it that I have to ask my sister to help me sort my laundry because I can't even identify my own underwear?
Tim Gunn, please know that I love you and am working on my fashion issues. . . .
3 comments:
Hey - at least your underwear is cool enough now that it can be confused with your sister's!
I'll have to go check out that blog, I always enjoy new humor to read. I'm assuming it's funny if it perked you up, otherwise I guess I'm quite worried about you! :-) You could also try Catalog Living, a blog I've just started reading that it really funny. Give it a shot.
Happy Thanksgiving a day early! It's pie-baking day here!!!
Oh, you girls! You are so funny! Just name it and claim it, Katie. Stacey depends on you giving in to her. They may be YOUR panties.
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