fridays are fucking fabulous

4 Jun

life is such that things happen and time rushes past and you realizes you haven’t see the woman you shared most of your life with in nearly 4 months. that’s weird because you shared a lot including your makeup, occasionally your bed and a whole lot of snarky remarks, not to mention ballads of “the rose” sung in various harmonies. that’s right, dear reader, sister is coming to town!

sister is a woman who lives a life i never will. she is married, has two kids, lives in vegas. i wonder if i’ll get married. i wonder if i’ll have kids. i’m pretty fucking sure i’ll never live in vegas. her life is hard. it’s hard being a mom. it’s especially hard for us, me and my sister. we have this strange, bubbling rage underneath our sweet exteriors and a sometimes not so subtle bitchiness that rears it’s ugly head. we are sharped tongued and slightly critical. it’s easy to maintain with adults or hide from various people. it is not so easy to do so with children that you happen to be around 24/7. being a mom is ridiculously hard. sometimes as an aunt i find it difficult, but as a mother? well that is a whole different level. sister is an incredible woman, who is smart, genuine, hilarious and painfully aware that motherhood is not blissful.

so this weekend we are going to eat pasta, possibly pedicure it up and enjoy sex in the city 2 (i know it’s terrible, i’ve already seen it once). i’m glad for this sister i have. i’m happy she’s made me an aunt. and i’m also happy that she accepts me as the crazy, mixed up lesbian that i am.

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One Response to “fridays are fucking fabulous”

  1. janelle June 5, 2010 at 10:55 am #

    Emotional. That made me tear up. Enjoy your time with her.

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