Nothing makes me love a person more than when they get out of their comfort zone for me. The other day my little sis and I headed to Rainier for some fresh air, hiking and to see the beautiful wildflowers. I am fairly certain she did not know exactly what she was in for, but between the sunshine and the scenery it could not have been a more idyllic day on the mountain.
Old coworkers, former classmates and other lame people mistake my little sis for me frequently. She hates the mix ups and I find it amusing. I do not really see it, but then again I can never look at us simultaneously except for in photographs. Do we really look that much alike?
Old coworkers, former classmates and other lame people mistake my little sis for me frequently. She hates the mix ups and I find it amusing. I do not really see it, but then again I can never look at us simultaneously except for in photographs. Do we really look that much alike?