The little ghost turns 30!

If you haven't yet heard, today is my sister Erin's 30th birthday! 

I believe there exist two types of people: those who get super excited for birthdays and those who don't. I am of the latter. My sister is of the former. Yet another way we are very different.

Erin and I are two years apart. My mom and my aunt are nine years apart. And always, they told us, "One day your sister will be your best friend." And I thought that when you're nine years apart, you probably don't need to share anything like, say, a sled, which makes being best friends a bunch easier.

While my sister and I may still be very different, I'm finding as the years pass that, actually, we are quite alike. Perhaps more alike than we are different. Though outwardly we look like distant cousins at best, it is our mannerisms, our expressions and our ability to pull out the same shirt to wear on the same day that have made me realize how very similar we are.
We were rustic before weddings were.

I have said it before, but I am so glad that my sister started blogging. I will never like to play sports and she most likely will never be into spray painting anything and everything. I will always annoy her and she will always be too grumpy. But I am so thankful to have this in common. It is the necessary excuse for me to call her a billion times a day. (True story: just two days ago, she asked me how many times a day I could really call someone. I am of the "at least ten" school of thought. She is not.) But should I miss a day of calling, I can always read her posts and find out what's going on in her far away world.
Can anyone answer why we were dressed like this in JUNE in 1987??
This past year has been a year for the "We might become good friends" books, even more so than the year our mom dressed us up as creepy clowns. From day one of me blogging, Erin has been my best reader and advertiser, always sharing my posts on facebook or in actual real life conversations. And I am excited to finally be returning the favor. The lovely Alix commented the other day that blogging must run in our blood and I think that's very true. We are a family of story tellers, which translates well to blogging. And I am excited to be hearing my sister's voice and to see the ways our stories may differ, but themes are much the same. In our stories, sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. But in the end, we are always looking for the lesson. Searching for how we can do it better next time or for what little wisdom we might carry with us. And I like that about her blogging. That I get to hear bits about her day to day life and about the bigger things, too and about how she views things and what she's learning and how she's growing. Can you tell I'm a fan?

So all of this is to say happy birthday to my sister! I hope this next year continues to be a year of too many phone calls, late cell phone payments (Check's in the mail, I swear...), puppy snuggles, Chicago visits (??), and many, many blog posts!

And for the rest of you all, if you get a chance, please stop by this adorable little ghost's blog and leave her a little birthday love because, being of the "birthdays are a big deal" camp, I know she'll appreciate it.

Update: I organized a secret little blogger birthday party with a few of Erin's favorite bloggers. Be sure to check out their super kind words about Erin and of course leave some love on their wonderfully clever/inspirational/beautiful/witty/entertaining blogs!
Mish Lovin Life
Priceless Adventure
Beat of My Heart
Traffic Jelly
Vicki Christine
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  1. Wow, those photos are quite the treasure! Especially the family portrait in the barn with everyone wearing sweaters & overalls.

    I love that blogging has brought you two together! My little sister is only a year & a half younger than me.. so I understand all too well what it's like to be close in age with your sibling :)

  2. omg Em I can't believe you did this. BTW you stole my blog idea. Remember when I told you I'd guest post on your blog but I wouldn't tell you what it was about? It was about how Aunt Marta and Mama always told us we'd become friends and I didn't believe it. I'm not even making this up.

    P Dids is most certainly going to have something to say about all this mushiness, but thanks for this lovely post and for getting those other bloggers to say happy bday to me. It was a really nice way to start my day. Oh and thanks for finally remembering to pay the phone bill. I was afraid I was going to have to call you to remind you.

    1. I meant to write a note that said "Happy birthday. Don't spend it all in one place" but then I forgot. Luckily, I didn't forget the money part.


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