For My Baby Sister-Now Leave Me Alone!!

This blog is being written with one purpose: to get my baby sister to stop begging me to write about her. I feel like it would only be fair to make my next blog about my other dear little sis, Stephanie, however she would more than likely kick my ass and her devious mind scares me. So, Casey Leigh, this is for you.

In my mind you will always be three years old. That is how old you were when we met and you will never be anything but the adorable little melon head with the killer ponytail. We didn't have the typical sister relationship when you were growing up but I think it worked out to our advantage. Had we lived together we wouldn't have gotten along as well as we did and I probably would have thought you were annoying. ;)

I know you think I mother you at times, but shit, I'm 13 years older than you!! We've never been able to relate to each other on the same level. I had the Smurfs, you had Rugrats. I had New Kids on the Block, you had Backstreet Boys. When you were growing up those 13 years made a huge difference and my sisterly advice came out more like mom nagging. But it was always intended with love and out of concern for you.

So here's my sisterly advice for you. NO MORE GUYS WHO WEAR SKINNY JEANS!!! For real. The last one was an asshat and you can do so much better.  He was cuter than some of the other guys you've dated, but looks don't mean shit when you have the personality of a used bottle of Summer's Eve.  You have your heart set on being a cop. Does it thrill me? Fuck no it doesn't! You're 3 years old!! But if that's what you want don't let anyone talk you out of it. Unless you hit the lottery you're gonna have to work for the majority of your adult life so you might as well do what makes you happy. Last of all stop caring so much about what other people think. Life is so much better when you march to your own beat and don't give a rat's ass about who doesn't like it. Once you're happy with yourself everything else will fall into place.

In conclusion when you're 80 and I'm 93 you will still be my baby sister and I will still give my opinion whether you want it or not. Now, for the love of God stop whining! Here's your blog post, so smile and be happy I wrote a nice one. Love you always melon head. :)