Meesta! Meesta! You wanna buy my Seesta!

"Mister! Mister! You want to buy my sister!!" (for those of you who could not translate the title.)

Did I mention that I have a sister? No! Well, let me tell you. I was SO excited this evening when I read the first ever comment my sister posted on my blog! She is not the computer junkie that I am, nor does she have even a hint of equine addiction, so I didn't expect that she would keep up on my blog as she has.

Did I mention that my sister is beautiful?! No! Well, let me tell you. She is gorgeous. She has the height that I have always longed for (and the flat tummy too!). She is as dark and exotic looking as I am pink and plump. She has flawless olive skin, a full bow shaped mouth, huge almond eyes of the funkiest amber color and a great smile. Her beauty glows.

Did I mention that she is my big sister? No! Well....Being my big sis', she was always the boss and being the "lil' sis", I was always a real brat. Most of the time I caused her nothing but grief. She didn't know then how much I looked up to her, or how I envied all the "big girl" things she got to do first, like make-up, ear piecing or getting a drivers licence. She was always the responsible one, the babysitter and the one that had my back.

Did I mention that she is goofy, sweet and funny? No! Well she is! I love the way she laughs, the way her face turns red and her eyes stream tears. I love that she cries easily, (even at commercials) and that she can laugh at herself for doing so. She is a goof....She trips, she falls, she cuts herself on things people aught not cut themselves on. She can look at you (especially after a few glasses of wine) and give you this blank eyed, goofy smile that I challenge anyone not to laugh at.

Did I mention that I love her? No! Well, let me tell you. My sister and I did not always get along growing up. "Not always" basically means rarely. We spent a tremendous amount of time together, and subsequently spent a tremendous amount of time fighting. But if there was one thing I always knew, it was that my sister loved me. I knew, because she told me every day. I wish she knew how much I always loved her in return.

One undeniable aspect of my childhood is that my sister was always there, a strong, consistent and loving presence. I realize now how exceptionally important and valuable her strength and guidance was to me as a child.

I have always loved my sister, with all my heart, but am so thankful that as woman, we have found each other as friends.

Did I tell you that my sister was beautiful? Yes! Well, let me tell you again....She is! Inside and out.