a note

ceese has informed me that, yes, it was her who fell down the basement stairs in the walker.
she would also like readers to know that it was my fault.
oh yeah...it's all coming back to me now.
it would appear that i am not as nice and wonderful as i always felt i was.

ceese in the sink.

it's my little sister's birthday today and she's turning older than i feel she should be allowed to turn because i still picture her as being at that age where she toddles around asking "why?" and taking baths in the kitchen sink and falling down the basement stairs in her walker. [i actually can't remember if it was me or her or tj who fell down the basement stairs in the walker.]

at eighteen, of course i don't think she should take baths in the kitchen sink anymore, but am a little indignant that she all of a sudden grew out of the sink phase without really giving anyone a heads up. 

whatever.

the point is not that. 

the point is happy birthday ceese. i love you and think you're dapper.