My sister and I have a lot of fun whenever we're together.
Here we are with my niece, Jessica.
Oh, we have our serious discussions; our soul-searching moments; our bitch-sessions. . . no doubt about that. We've gotten each other through some tight spots, that's for sure. (Truly, my sister was my biggest cheerleader and support throughout my chemo experience.) But. Mostly we laugh.
We visit famous landmarks (and I don't mean the Eiffel Tower) together. . . and laugh.
I mean, seriously! The "best store by a dam site." Who knew?
We visit monoliths of all manner. . . and laugh.
A giant watering can! Perfection.
We encourage each other to pursue new (or re-newed) hobbies. . . and laugh.
Yarn purchase! My sister is going to take up knitting (again). Next thing you know, she'll be on Ravelry!
We are attracted by The Kitsch. . . and, of course, laugh.
I mean. . . you've just got to stop at a cherry store decorated with red painted jugs, don't you? What a delight to find out they make the Best. Juice. Ever.
We shop. . . and laugh.
Like. . . we really shop.
In fact, sometimes we shop so much . . . and have such a serious "falling down" in a couple of stores . . . that things need to be shipped. Because they can't possibly fit in your luggage for the trip home.
But, mostly, we laugh. In fact, we laugh so much . . . and so hard. . . that it's a challenge to even get a picture of us!
Thanks for a wonderful time, Di! It was a laugh-a-minute blur . . . and I loved every moment!