We sang loudly, ate chocolate and cheese, played cards, and took photos.
It was so good.
This post is about my sister, who is pretty amazing, but don't tell her I said that.
She's younger than me. But she looks older.
She's gorgeous right? Get this. Shes pretty on the inside too. Bitch.
I told her to have a serious face for the photos, and she could hardly keep it straight.
She's that kind of kid.
And now when I'm looking at the serious face in some of these shots, its weird, but it doesn't look like her at all.
She took some of me too. I look like a goob. The day I discover a mascara habit will be a great one.
(more from the weekend coming soon)