Like I Have Time For This?

Getting this in just under the wire.

 Today was RegularSis’s 40th birthday! Everyone say Happy Birthday RegularSis!

Now, when we were growing up together, way back when, everyone used to think we were twins. We looked a lot alike, for one thing. And for another thing, our mother had this irritating habit of dressing us the same all the time. Every freekin’ day. And that’s the sort of thing you do when you have twins. So, everywhere we went, people would say, “Oh what beautiful girls you have! Are they twins?” And then my mother would smile and say, “Oh, no. They’re a year apart.” And the people would look immediately confused, because she was dressing us alike, and that’s what you do when you actually have twins. Which she didn’t. So, nobody understood what the hell she was doing. Us least of all.

But, whatever. That’s not the point of this post.

The point of this post is that every time our mother said, “Oh, no. They’re a year apart,” and the people would get all confused, RegularSis would IMMEDIATELY pipe up and say: “Mom! We’re not a year apart! We’re A YEAR AND EIGHTEEN DAYS APART!”

Every time. Because RegularSis was older than me. And she was REALLY into that extra eighteen days. For eighteen days, every year, she was two years ahead of me instead of just the usual boring old one year ahead of me.

So, for the record, I’d just like to point out to everyone that for the next eighteen days, RegularSis will be 40 years old, while I will be sitting back and enjoying a mere 38.

Happy Birthday RegularSis. You know I love you.

PS: RegularDad says to tell you that he’s only 39.

Well, no. He didn’t really say that at all. I just thought it might be funny. But then again, I’m young and inexperienced in these matters, being only 38, so I could be totally wrong about that. I’ll check into it in about 19 days, and see if it’s still funny then.