Happy 27th Birthday l'il sis!!!

I told you last week that this week I would blog about things that I love. Unfortunately, today's my sister's birthday so I'm going to have to write about her instead.

I'm hilarious.

A couple of years ago when I was an ancient 27 years old, my sister said to me, "If I'm not married with a kid by the time I'm your age, I'm going to kill myself." Luckily she did trick a guy into giving her a ring and managed to pop out two brats before deadline. Good job, Son Ya!

You actually turned out pretty good, kid. I can't say I'm not surprised because, let's be honest, you used to be a real asshole. I'm glad you grew out of that stage because I would have wrung your neck if you hadn't.

Thanks for giving my an incredibly entertaining niece, a handsome nephew, and being a good friend. Hope you get everything you wish for today, including Nathan getting over his allergy so you can eat dairy again.

Aw, remember when you used to be that young and cute?