I sometimes forget that my sister is just as much my father's daughter as I am.
For all her overt rebelliousness (she IS the youngest) she is much more straight-laced and traditional than I am. She's clearly our father's daughter in terms of temper (short fuse, anyone?) but I'm always taken off-guard when she channels his irreverent side because usually that's my purview.
Yesterday, she emailed me a picture of the two of us taken at my college graduation when we were both much smaller and much blonder.
"I would give anything to be that size again!" she lamented.
And I, forgetting the Girl Code, emailed her back: "What did you eat for breakfast? Have you worked out lately" which, of course, pissed her off. It was "feel my pain" not "help me"
But a little later she DID tell me what she'd been eating/drinking etc. I noticed right off that it was all processed and lacking in vegetables. So I haraunged her all day to "Eat Some F Ing Veg!!!"
And then, at the end of the day, she emailed me with this gem:
"...you keep mentioning in texts and email something about “veggies”. Is this something new I haven’t heard of before?? I can’t find it on google anywhere…what in the world are you talking about…are you losing your mind??? I’m really confused by this because I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about…"
I was stunned and appalled.
Had she fallen on her head? Was she kidding? What she so immersed in processed foods and trends (Des Moines is the biggest Test Market in the US for a reason: Iowans will try anything) that she had lost all touch with REAL food???
Needless to say, she was totally pulling my chain. And I fell for it. As I always do with our dad.