Yippee My Sister is Here:
Here’s some pictures from when she visited us in LA a few years back … I’ll take some from this visit and post them soon.
They won’t be as good as these pictures because Charlotte doesn’t have as many great photo opts. Regardless … I snap a few from this visit.
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May you live to be “one-hundred-and-three”:
Today is my sister, Becky’s birthday. And though I don’t get to see a ton of her these days … I still love her more than words can explain. She’s my sister and one of my best friends.
Becky is 22 months older than me, so when we were kids, we were still in the same age range to hang out. She would sometimes tease me — but for the most part she was pretty awesome to grow up with.
There was that time though … when I was age 7 or so … and Becky tricked me. She went into our clothes closet and came out wearing a different outfit. I was like, “Becky why did you change?” Becky was like, “I’m not Becky, I’m evil Becky … Becky’s twin sister!” I was like, “Yaahahahahah Mom, somethings wrong with Becky.”
Needless to say, I think one of our babysitters liked watching Soap Opera’s with us.
Anyway this year is going to be one of many first’s for Becky. She only just got married, she’s going to be one of the key roles in the play Foot Loose and is going on her honeymoon to Hawaii next month. The adventure is just beginning.
Becky may this year beat them all and may you live long and strong till at least age “one-hundred-and-three”.
I love you sissy!
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From a “Single Lady” to a “Blushing Bride”:
It rained, it poured … but all the night before. My sister, Becky went from a “single lady” to a “blushing bride” … and she could not have looked more beautiful. Everyone there could not have been happier to be part of the experience. Here are some highlights from the weekend.
Below: My sister, Rachel, and I at our sister, Becky’s wedding rehearsal the day before
Below: The bridal party rehearsing the day before the wedding with just a touch of precipitation in the air
Below: At the rehearsal dinner the night before the wedding with “The Future Mrs. Werket”
Below: Me cracking open champaign the morning of the wedding and next to that … is Angela, Rachel, Becky and me getting our nails done two days before the wedding.
Left - “the beautiful bride” getting dolled up on her wedding day
Right - me, Sarah and Becky getting dolled up on the big day
Below: Me “Malinda” and my sister “Becky” on her wedding day … her beautiful dress in the photo on the right
Below: Our family with the bride and groom
Left to right: Brian (brother), dad (Terry), Bride/sister (Becky), Groom (Neil), Mom (Susan), Me (Malinda), and sister (Rachel)
Below: “The Bridemaides” - Me/Malinda, Rachel, Lisa, Angela, Carrie
Below: “The Werket family” and their newest addition “My sister Becky the bride”
Below: The Kiss and the happy new couple
Below: Their first dance together
Below: Oh how quickly the shenanigans begin … Welcome to married life
Below: Me/Malinda and my sister, Rachel “the maid of honor”
What a beautiful day … I couldn’t have been more honored to be a part of it. Now I just have to edit together their wedding video and their day will be complete.
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Mom is “Wow” Spelled Upside Down:
On a day like today where we honor the ones dearest to us, we need to remember not only the special times shared, but also all the thankless moments that got us to where each of us stand today.
No matter if your mother was “the tops” above the rest, or one who worked to just keep the family afloat … your mother is why you are here today.
As a child my mom stayed home with us for the most part. She was and still is a private health chef. Every now and again she would have a cooking gig or an odd end job but for the most part she was there.
As a kid she was a friend and not the best enforcer when it came to rules. She would yell and warn when we were being awful little girls who fought each other over clothes, and being a tag-a-long and stuff like that. But for the most part she was just “Mom” … or “Mommy” when we needed anything, “Mommy please!” … “Mommy!
I LOVE MY MOM! She has given us all that she could give and always struggled to give us what all the other kids had. That wasn’t easy but she sure tried.
Every night my Mom would make us a three course meal made from scratch. A lot of the times it would begin with a homemade soup (leak potato, corn chowder, udon and vegetable, vegetarian split pea …). Then we would have our vegetarian entree piled high on our plates (chick pea stew, vegetarian shepherds pie, tofu stir fry, sticky rice, beans and vegetables, spaghetti and homemade marinara sauce) YUM!
We were always fed well. Lunches weren’t the most common because of our vegetarian macrobiotic upbringing. We’d have a tofu and bean-sprout sandwich on whole wheat pita or when we introduced fish into our diets we’d take tuna with crackers and a fruit leather and carrot sticks.
I loved it. My older sister, Becky, hated it. All she wanted was a white bread sandwich with grape jelly and skippy peanut butter on it like the other kids.
I say potatoes she says tomatoes. Oh well.
Anyway, we turned out smashingly … and it’s because of our unique childhood and the love that was there in between the yelling and screaming that came along with a household of six.
Mom I love you today and everyday. You did a great job!
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