Throwback Thursday: Sisters are like best friends, but better

My sister is coming to town this weekend. To look at houses. Because she is moving here. Whoop whoop!

I have not lived in the same town as my sister since the summer of 1990 when I was in 9th grade and she was home from her freshman year of college. She was way too cool to hang out with me at the time. Maybe it was because I still had braces. Or maybe it was because I threatened to tell our mom when I caught her smoking weed at a concert. Just kidding, Mom! It was only a funny looking cigarette. (Full of pot drugs.) 

We weren’t particularly close that summer but we did manage to overcome our differences and eventually grew closer once I went to college. I have been trying to get her to move to Seattle for the past 10 years and now it’s finally going to happen. I’m so giddy I can hardly wait.

A lot has changed in the 24 years since we last lived near one another, so we have some catching up to do. Things I plan to do with my sister when she lives here:

  • Braid each other’s hair
  • Have sleepovers
  • Share clothes
  • Watch movies
  • Swap babysitting duties for date nights
  • Go out on sister date nights
  • Force our children to be lifelong best friends
  • Bicker like old ladies
  • Bake cookies
  • Just kidding we are both terrible in the kitchen
  • Go out to eat

It’s possible I may even start to dress like her again, as I loved to do when we were young. Here we are at Busch Gardens in the early 80’s with a very dewy woman in a fancy dress.

Disney vacation

I distinctly remember that when my sister would emerge wearing that outfit, I would go back to my room and change into my matching ensemble. I don’t understand why she found me so annoying.

How to throw a bipartisan Thanksgiving

I don’t know about you, but in the wake of this week’s election I am now gearing up for a potentially more daunting challenge – preparing to host Thanksgiving for a family made up of vocal Republicans and Democrats.

Fun! Said no one ever.

I momentarily considered cancelling the holiday to avoid the inevitable political trash talking and grumbling, but instead I am going to focus on creating an agenda and menu that will unite even the most divided among us.

Below are my tips for throwing a successful, peaceful bipartisan Thanksgiving:

1. Welcome guests with a warm hug and a glass of their favorite wine/beer/cocktail to take the edge off.

2. Tell a few humorous, non-political stories to bring everyone together and foster a spirit of love and laughter.

3. Quickly serve a meal that includes green bean casserole. Because duh.


Seriously. Kick them to the curb before things takes a turn for the worse, which in my experience is usually somewhere between dessert and the post-meal naps. That’s when everyone starts to feel punchy and bloated – a lethal combination, as evidenced by me, once a month, for 5-7 days.

Whoever said Thanksgiving has to be an all day festival was a masochist. Or from a nonpartisan family.

Give it three hours, and then Shut It Down and enjoy an evening alone with a good book. Or if you’re me, an entire season of The Walking Dead. Gobble, gobble.