So this pretty young 'Thing' was born three years after me. Our Dad had a favorite book he loved to read to us when we were young. I think it was a favorite in millions or gazillions of households. I think the author probably had more books on the bookshelves of our generation than any other author of the day. Dad, after reading and re-reading The Cat In The Hat started calling me Thing One and my younger sister, Sally, Thing Two. Not that we would create chaos in the household to the degree of those two THINGS! But we were lovers of all things Seussical!
What I don't like about growing up is not living in the same city as my siblings. I think there does reach a point in everyone's life it is best we all have separate homes. I wouldn't want us to be a docudrama which might happen if we were to try that as adults! But having the ability to hop in the car, toot the horn and have a sister or brother come join me for a day of fun and chaos would be nice. Sadly, it isn't so. In fact I hate to actually count the years it has been and sadly it has been years since I've seen Sally. Which serves as a very roundabout way of explaining why I don't have a more current picture of this pretty lady than what I offer here. I must admit I haven't seen her wearing an antebellum gown in a few years anyway, bwahahaha!
I also used to love throwing around the older sister status. Not so much anymore. She gets the last laugh. Age before Beauty but Beauty was a horse sort of status now...grr! I'm hoping we get a family/sibling at least reunion going this year. It gets to be rather hard to nail us all down to one date. Everyone has so much going on in life, but nothing should stop us from meeting at least once a year. Right, sibs?
Okay, soap box stand removed...blessings of the day to my compadre in all things Thingish! Don't do anything I wouldn't do, so that leaves it wide open! Happy Happy Birthday and