Handful Of Memories On Darla’s Birthday

today is my sister’s birthday. she is pretty busy with her immediate family so i don’t know if i will get a chance to talk to her tonight. at least i can write down some cool memories that we share… like the time we were so bored on a roadtrip that we were reading the label on a vaseline jar out loud. that resulted in a goofy little song we made up about hemorrhoids— even though we didn’t know the meaning of the word… or the time we sold a cup of lemonade and dad’s velvet bullfighter painting for a dollar at our little sidewalk stand. the one above sold for $36 on etsy. sorry dad… or the time we accidentally discovered a morgue in the basement of a hospital. to this day i’m more careful when i push elevator buttons. happy birthday sis!