Never were there such devoted sisters

This is my seester and me, circa 1992. (We were 17 and 5.) I love this pic.

Katie came to see me this week. I had her for almost a full 48 hours, and it was super fun. We laughed, we cried, we talked, we watched movies, we ate crappy food, we ate good food, we drove around, we shopped, we slept and we made merry. I love her!

Here are a couple funny stories from the past coupla days. (I tell you, my sister makes me LOL.)

We'd gone to Costco with our friend Jo and we were talking about dating, and I was expressing some concerns that I have about meeting anyone while I'm in the middle of these stupid radiation treatments. Jo was telling me that I shouldn't stop being social, just because I have this other thing going on on the side, that I'm still me, even if I can't eat normal food or do anything outlandish. My stance was that if I met anyone who was recovering from a summer full of surgery and cancer treatments, I'd be freaked the hell out that he'd gotten scared by the cancer and was just trying to find someone NOW, so he wouldn't die alone. ... Anyway, we went back and forth about the subject while Kate just watched and listened. It culminated in me saying that if I met someone right now and the cancer situation/role was reversed, I'd be thinking red flag. Jo told me that I need to retire some of my red flags, that that's just ridiculous. I was all "no freaking way, a red flag's a red flag". This is when Katie came in with "Laur, I swear, you're more like a literary character than a person, sometimes." Then she stood up and said "Come on, Elizabeth Bennet, let's go."

Hahahaha... I had to laugh out loud. The kid is hilar.

While at Costco, we had some hockdogs for lunch. (Seriously, $1.50 for a hotdog and a coke? I love that place!) While I did really enjoy my hockdog at the time, I was more than a little sick to my stomach for the rest of the day (I tell you, they're BIG). As Katie and I were on our way to my radiation treatment, I was whining about my stomach hurting and I said "eating that whole hockdog was the wrong choice". Kate's reply? "This is why you need to get your CTR ring resized." ... Right, like wearing a CTR ring is really going to help me choose the right when it comes to what I should eat for lunch. (I took my rings off before surgery, so nothing would happen to them while I was in the hospital. By the time I got back home and went to put them on, my fingers had shrunk and they didn't fit anymore. Consequently, I'm making bad food choices. Or so I hear.)

I do love my little sis. She's a sweet girl. She's super funny. She makes me look short. No one hugs me like she does. I can't imagine my world without her.



Thanks, Moo, for coming down - and for staying an extra night. (Sorry about the fact that I couldn't center a pic of us to save my soul. I need to hone my self-photography skills, clearly.)