Today is my sister's birthday. She's now 62 years old. I find this incomprehensible. I'm not bothered being 63—to my mind, getting older is much preferable to the alternative—but having a younger sister who is working her way into her 60s just doesn't compute for me. She's my little sister, fercryinoutloud! So stop kidding around—surely she's scarcely into her 30s!
Happy, happy birthday, dearest Reet! I'm very glad you were born.
2 comments:
There is absolutely nothing as precious as a baby sister!
You must be confusing me with someone else - I AM only in my 30s.
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