What I haven’t revealed until now is this…
My cousin Sally and her family were very hip and cool too.
Olan Mills and plaid – it’s a winning combination.
Side note: Relax Sally, as you continue to read on, there are no current pictures in this post. The old ones provided plenty of material.
It is nice to have good role models so your family can be hip and cool as well.
Oh look, Olan Mills and plaid again but we were even more hip and cool as we enjoyed the beautiful fall trees.
After my family moved from Indiana when I was in the 3rd grade, Sally and I have never lived close to each other. Usually many states separate us.
She’s found her way back to Indiana with her family just miles from
our Grandad’s farm.
Whether it’s been months or a year, we always just pick up where we left off. Time and distance doesn’t get in the way of our friendship.
I don’t think there has ever been a time we’ve been together that we haven’t laughed until we cried. Even at Grandad’s funeral. Which he would have appreciated so please don’t think we were being disrespectful…
Our moms are sisters.
We were in each other’s weddings.
Oh yeah, I wore that dress a lot after the wedding. And wore my hair that way all through high school. Thank you Farrah.
Her husband Pat was Phil’s best man and I let her pick out her own dress for my “big wedding in the living room.”
Please excuse that inside family joke that sister
Julie Julia should get.
We are both married to saints whose first names start with “P”
The saint part is what our families think. Whatever. We don’t necessarily agree.
Side note: I seriously just realized we are both S & P couples. I’m sure it means nothing but I was amused as I typed.
We both have four children.
Our husbands are best friends. (a post for another day)
It’s scary how close they are – PhilBillPaul and Pat have sooooo much in common.
Mostly me and Sally.
We both have lots and lots of issues.
Look how hip and cool Sally and I were the summer after the car crash.
It was 1988 and I think I weighed about 88 pounds and Sally must have been creeping up to triple digits.
Nice suspenders, Sal. I think it was the only time I ever wore horizontal stripes and hoped they made me look bigger.
This month Sally celebrates 30 years of marriage which is a milestone in my book!
But it really makes me feel old.
Then I remember this and remember I will always be younger than both of them.
It’s nice when you have a cousin that gets you.
She’s the cousin I can and have called in the middle of the night.
She’s the cousin who understands all my issues.
She’s the cousin who has a son serving in Iraq and her parents living in an apartment above her garage.
She’s the cousin who is always in my prayers.
Having a blog has its advantages. Isn’t this better than a boring (and late) anniversary card?
Happy Anniversary Sally. (and Pat.)
And thanks for being such a great cousin and more importantly, a great friend.