When your sister is the best sister ever
Thursday, April 28th, 2005So this morning my sister sent me an email asking me my bra size. (Which I am not going to share with the internet PERV so just move along if that is what you are hoping for.) And then shortly after that she asked me what kind of digital camera I have. (And that is a Canon S400 Powershot Digital Elph, which I will share with the world because it takes awesome pictures and really is a cool camera because it fits into the pockets of pants, which is AWESOME for those “nights out” where no one remembers what is going on until they look at the awesome pictures you took with your hidden camera.) Both questions came without explanation.
So, like any good scientist, when faced with a question that needs researching, I ask my sister why she is asking me what seems like random questions.
And she said that she was going to be going shopping this weekend and since I always like her bras and I don’t like any of the ones I pick for myself, she was going to pick me up some bras. Now, this is generous on many levels, right? I mean, I hate shopping. So she has removed that pain from the scenario. And I never pick out good bras. So then off that goes from the scenario. And when I offered to reimburse her for said bras, she says to not worry about it.
SHE TOTALLY ROCKS.
(She asked about the camera because her co-worker is looking to buy one and since I like mine so much, she recommended it to her co-worker.)


