January 23rd, 2009

by Illsaysheis


Today is Little Sister Pony's twenty-eighth birthday. I called her to say happy birthday, and (wonder of wonders) she actually answered the phone. She uses a cell phone, so she knows who's calling. When she picked up, the first words out of her mouth were not, "Hi, Pony" or anything like that. No, the first words out of her mouth were "Are you in the hospital?"

Yup. Last year, when I called to wish her a happy birthday, I was sick as a dog. And she has not forgotten.

Apparently, Mom Pony has been seized with guilt because she wasn't able to make a big birthday fuss for Little Sister Pony last year because she was busy making a big appendix fuss over me in Chicago. So this year, she's summoned Little Sister Pony home for a double-big birthday fuss. This amuses me greatly. But Little Sister Pony totally deserves it.
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