Wednesday, August 19, 2009

This is why blogspot needs a reply-to-comments option. I choose door number three, Kamille.

1 comment:

  1. This is why visiting my sisters isn't my favorite thing. I have a sister whom, believe it or not, just doesn't like me. I rub her the wrong way. In every thing I do. EVERY little thing. I sometimes wonder how much more awful my life would be if I did take her advice every time. For example, She thinks I should've blown off Spencer and just waited until I was in my fourth year of college to find a man who was already through law school/into med school/finished with his Master's and marry him after graduation. I'm ridiculously happy and I'm thrilled with my husband and all the schooling we went through together. I'd NEVER change that. She thinks I should've gotten an IUD so I wouldn't have gotten pregnant just after I got married. (My birth control was just too low of a dose, I was taking it, it just didn't matter, I was supposed to have Sydney). I love Sydney and the way she has changed my life. I'd NEVER change it. Anyway, I have decided to stop trying so hard to be her friend and just be that girl who has the same parents as her. It's less painful for me that way.

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