Cruel and Unusual Punishment

My sister Kelly called the other night. You remember Kelly, right? The one in the hospital recently with the brain tumor and the spine tumor, here a tumor, there a tumor. Yeah, her. Anyway, seems she had not been up to doing much of anything since her spinal surgery a few weeks back. That included reading my blog. Yeah, this blog. The one she said was a pile of crap and she would never read it again. That one. Well, she lied. The bad thing is, she read it. The great thing is, she can still read.


She called to tell me she was definitely calling an attorney. She said she has had enough of my foolishness at her expense. She reminded me about telling all of you about her impending boob job. Remember that? It was a joke. A little joke because she DID ask McDreamy to do one and he agreed. How was I to know they were joking? Besides, all communication is blog fodder. It’s in the constitution… somewhere. Anyway, I tried to convince her I never said that. I told her what I had actually said was, I thought SHE was a boob. She didn’t buy it. I think they might have lowered her meds from insane to sane. Dang it!

Then she brought up the Courtney Love photo.

How could I post such a terrible picture of her when she was in the throws of suffering, she whined. I told her it was easy now that I knew how to use the different little editing and posting buttons. She asked if I thought I was funny. I told her, I definately crack myself up on a pretty regular basis.

And the old man photo. She was mad that people would believe this stuff I write and think she was some kind of a golddigger or worse.

I assured her nobody was going to think any worse of her than they already did....old man or not.

And the hula hoop photo.

She wanted to know what I was trying to do, make people think she was crazy? I assured her being loopy usually makes people like you. Look at me!

She has seriously threatened legal action if I ever show them again.

Especially this one.

I’m good with it though. The most she could possibly walk away with is three horses, a donkey, and some chickens. Hey, you can’t get blood from a turnip.

Anyway, I just want to say, I am completely ashamed of myself.

Taking advantage of my little sister when she looks like this is not nice.

I am a bad sister. Please forgive me. I will never post these photos again.

So, here is the rub in all of this. I have agreed, as payment for all my cruelty in posting about my poor, little, decrepit sister, to go to California and take care of her for two weeks. It is going to be a brutal job. I can only hope there will be margaritas and karaoke involved. I promise you this, no matter what... There will be pictures!

Stay tuned.....he he he he he