My Sister

So most of you know I grew up with 4 brothers. I was the only girl. I was spoiled rotten. I am sure I got away with far more than I ever should have. So today I was thinking about what I am thankful for. And one for sure is my best friend, now my sister, Emily. We became basically inseparable from the 4th grade on. We both had a suitcase full of barbie stuff. It was awesome. My suitcase was dark green. It was my moms when she was young. It wasn't a big one. It was more like the size of a large caboodle (if you remember those). But we would lug our little suitcases of barbies from house to house. And we would actually play barbies for HOURS. That is NOT an exaggeration. Emily's mom helped us make our own barbie furniture one saturday. That was a great day. We made the coolest beds, couches, tables...She was always so crafty. It was so much fun. Emily always had the cooler barbie stuff. But I think it was because she took better care of it. Or because I had 4 brothers always into my stuff. Ya we will go with that excuse. ;) Emily always teases us about the first time she slept over. She is a very light sleeper. And you could say I come from a family of very DEEP sleepers. (Except for my mom. Who apparently just got used to it.) But she said she laid in bed all night long listening to me snore and talk. Then when I would take a break, she could hear my dad...CLEAR AT THE OTHER END OF THE HOUSE. He could break down mountains with his snore. Then she could hear the loud roars basically from every room in the house. At differing intervals. Poor Em didn't get a wink of sleep all night. And we were all pretty early risers growing up. So just as the sun was breaking up, the roars settled, she tried to fall asleep and the house began to wake up. Another funny thing, was that dinner at Emily's house was always very proper. Her parents were older, and she was the youngest. So they always all sat together and the table was set properly. They said please pass, and thank you. Then she ate dinner at my house. My dad would sit in the living room watching the news and eating. Mom never ate dinner so she sat in the living room with dad. And that left 4 brothers and me at the table....ALONE! I never thought we ate badly. Or without manners. Apparently I was wrong. She said it was the most disgusting thing she every witnessed. None of us closed our mouths when we ate. No one said please pass. We were reaching and shoving, burping. And with 4 brothers you know there was a few other stinky noises too. My poor mother hears these stories and dies of embarrassment. Me, I think, aww, what memories. Family dinner with the brothers. HAHA Emily and I stuck together all through elementary school, middle school and high school. I don't think I would have survived my adolescent years with out her. She was my rock. A story I actually love about Em, and how strong she is against peer pressure is, one night we were out walking the town. This was Lyman, I was with Emily, so I didn't really ever have a curfew. Mom figured we were probably playing barbies somewhere. (haha) But we came upon a group of guys from school. They were drinking beer. They offered us one. I immediately was annoyed and said, "NO..."! She says oh sure we want a beer. So they give us one! She never took her eyes off them, she takes it, opens it, and turns it over and pours it on the ground! I thought she was the coolest thing ever after that. I loved the look on those guys face because she wasted a precious beer. HAHA Through the years we remained close. Then she went to NM with me. And she and Chris decided to date. It was cool but oh so weird. They thought I was asleep. I was totally faking it and they started to make out. Then I was stuck faking it and didn't dare get up. Eventually I fell asleep. (Of course. It wasn't hard for me to zonk out). I am so thankful my best friend married my brother. I always knew we were meant to be sisters. We have had rough spots. As all friends do. But she and I were probably best friends in the pre-mortal life. I am sure we played barbies there too. I am sure we giggled and talked till all hours of the night then as we did and try to do when we get together now. But we made it through our rough patches, and we always will because we are not just friends. We are sister. I am so thankful for her! I miss our young days together. We always said we would live next door to each other and our kids would be best friends too. I would say her marrying my brother is the next best thing. Love you Em and so thankful for you and our friendship!