Monday, February 23, 2009

Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa

Mea culpa.

My mistake.

Turns out my Sister was the 1st to notice my weight loss without being prompted.  Two weeks ago when I went to see her she said something as I was getting out of the car.  I thought she was being a smart ass.  Turns out she was being complemental.  

She and I talk almost every day.  Sometimes twice a day.  It's just been in the past 10 years that we've gotten close.  She's the oldest and I'm the youngest with 2 siblings inbetween. 

We joke that even though we have the same biological parents we were raised by different parents.  She had young parents.  I had older parents.

By the time I came along my parents were relaxed with rules. (There's 7.5 years difference between me & my closest sibling.  She would be unhappy if I told the difference in our ages. I'm closer in age to her daughters than I am to her.) I never had a curfew, was only sent to my room once and was pretty much left alone.

But we're very alike in many ways.  

We're both smart asses.  "Quick witted" would be the polite thing to say.
We both have a creative streak.  
We're both problem solvers.
We both are "take charge" people.
And we both share the same physical body shape.  Oh and we both enhance our "natural" hair color.  Except mine has purple, red & orange.  

She & I talked yesterday about my weight loss.

1.  10%
2. Below 200
3.  185 is what I weighed when I got back from Thailand.  Most of my wardrobe fits me at 185.
"Ultimate goal?"
To be 150 on my 50'th birthday.  I had the same goal for my 40th.  To be 140 on my 40th. Ummmm yeah.  Eight years later & I'd still like to be 148.  

So I'm sorry that I took your complement as folly.  Thank you for noticing.
Here are the views of my hat.
Back view:  Peacock feathers, netting & tied onto top hat band with yarn. 

Side view.  I wore my hair in a pony so that all you saw was the netting.
12:12 Sunday
Washing dishes at the store.


Dina said...

My sisters are the closest people in the world to me. My younger sister (by 12 years, I say she came from the 'old eggs') is quite a trip.

Glad she noticed, I always assume my sister's are being smart asses too :)

Tricia said...

My oldest sister and I are 18 years apart and it was hard growing up because I saw her as more of an authority figure and less of a sister. Like your sister, she had kids that were my age. As we grew older, we've gotten closer and I feel like she's finally just my sister. It's cool :)

wildfluffysheep said...

Theres only a year and half between me and my sister. I love her and we get on better since I moved away. :D she ribs me relentlessly about my weight. Helps keep me motivated.