Saturday, June 23, 2012

My Sister Equals Love?

PART THE FIRST    
My sister's weird.
It's genetic, I think. Today we were home alone for a while after I got home from work, and my mom had left to deliver a wedding cake. We chilled with some pizza and root beer on our porch swing for a while, when suddenly!













PART THE SECOND

I was inside, editing blogstuff, and my sister was sweeping in the living room. She walked into the office.
And then she left.














PART THE THIRD

As my sister organized a shelf, she apparently found a bone, which she promptly tossed my way.



-Sabrina

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