CONGRATULATIONS to my Brainiac Baby Sis!!
I just received an email (forwarded to me by my mother) announcing that my Brainiac Baby Sister just got a promotion to "Project Manager" at her company. :::cough::: suck up :::cough:::
She landed a computer geek job with this company right out of college and has been there for about 3 years. Now she's going to be head computer geek and project manager! I'm just so proud of that little twerp! So proud in fact that I am going to let her take me out for a celebratory dinner the next time I see her! LOL
She is 12 1/12 years younger than me, and 10 years younger than my Ornery Brother. I was more like a 2nd mommy to her rather than a sister. Mom needed the help badly and I love babies so I jumped in and took care of her as much as possible. I didn't mind a bit. I actually LOVED IT because she was like my own real-life baby doll.
We've never had a fight. I just simply tell her what to do...and she does it. Pretty kewl huh? LOL I didn't say she hasn't been ticked at me a time or two (see below) but we have honestly never had a real sibling fight.
Although I tried my darndest to make her into a prissy girly girl, she insisted on being a stinkin' tomboy. I tried to curl her hair and put ribbons & bows in it; she preferred to wear a coon-skin hat. (I can't tell you how much I HATED that coon-skinned hat!) The photo below is one of my favorites of her because she **looks** like she's smiling...but she's not. She's really, really ticked off at me for taking her picture. I don't remember which one of us held her down, put the dress on her, and put her hair in pigtails but I thought she looked incredibly cute. So, being the photographer wannabe that I am, I had to capture the moment so I forced her to pose for a few pictures. If you look really closely, you can see the tears in her eyes and that she's gritting her teeth at me. LOL
If being a tomboy weren't bad enough, she was also a little neurotic. Her poor teddy bear suffered the most as she incessantly flicked his ear with her thumb as a self-soothing method. Just check out the poor bear's nose...or lack thereof! We suspect she ingested it after getting upset with us for making her wear a dress or something.
Oh and was she WEIRD!!! She actually referred to our mother as "Psalms" for a while. Don't ask me...I have no idea. She was a weird kid!! LOL
As a teenager, it became clear that she was going to be the over-achiever of the family. She scored some ridiculously high number on her ACT and was awarded a Regents Scholarship to the Home of the Sooners. (Living in MY shadow, I guess she needed to shine somewhere!! LOL) This time in her life was also the start of her reign as queen computer geek.
Now she's all grown-up and married and I don't see her nearly as often as I wish. However, I love her dearly...think about her often...and am pretty darn proud of her.
This is a recent picture of her after winning "Queen Computer Geek" at work. If you see her before I do, give her a big ole' bear hug from me and tell her I'm looking forward to that celebratory dinner...on her. :-)
Love ya twerp!