Sister

Since I posted photos of me and my sisters yesterday, I thought I'd give you a little story about my sister Leah. Leah and I fight...a lot. We love each other and get a long well, we just tell each other exactly what we think and that leads to fights. We used to fight about who was looking at who "Sheeeee's loooking at meeee," then who had who's Barbie, then who wore who's shirt on Monday when the other wanted to wear it on Tuesday. Now we don't have actually fights, we just yell and get mad and then apologize 10 minutes later.


Leah is extremely beautiful. She is extremely talented when it comes to gymnastics and riding horses and lots of other things. She is a gymnastics and cheerleader instructor at our home town and she is going to school to be a dietitian. She is extremely health cautious, which is something I only dream of being. She has a beautiful figure and hair that people would kill for. She is really sweet and really fun to hang out with but on top of all that she is EXTREMELY dramatic.

Leah's got more of an attitude than me or Melissa do. She speaks her mind, no hold barred.  She doesn't care what people think of her and she likes to do her own thing. Really, I'm kind of nervous about posting this because depending on her mood, Leah will either laugh or yell about this post. I'm just hoping she doesn't read it :)

One weekend I came home to find Leah on the couch in a fetal position whimpering and mom cooking lunch. When I asked what was wrong with Leah, Mom replied that she had cramps and wasn't feeling very well. Poor Leah has really really really bad cramps. Like to the point that she throws up and gets really sick. I feel bad for her, I really do, but the whimpering was a little much in my opinion. She also has really bad mood swings and when it's her time of the month in our house you know to just stay out of her way. It's also that way when it's my time of the month, I'm quite a moody biach. It must be something in the water?

I ignored Leah's death bed sounds and started talking to Mom about various things but kept being interrupted by a random moan, groan, whimper, flat out scream, from Leah. I started getting a little flustered at her for being so dramatic, and I guess the look on my face was apparent because Mom said to just ignore it and let her be dramatic. So Mom and I went on talking and fixing lunch and Leah kept on moaning and whimpering as if her arm was being chopped off.

You know how when you hear an alarm going off in the morning and your stomach just cringes? Well, that's what Leah's whimpers were starting to do to me. I tried so hard to ignore it..I mean I really did, but I just couldn't handle it anymore. I finally Yelled into the living room at her "Leah, Oh my gosh QUIT! It's not that Bad!"

That was a mistake... Leah slowing rose up from her fetal position turned her neck Exorcist style to look at me and in an voice that was deeper and gruffer than James Earl Jones yelled "SHUTUP BITCH."    She also gave me a look that was pretty close to pure evil. 

I'm pretty sure I almost hit the floor I laughed so hard. She was so mad and my laughing only made it worse but I just couldn't help it. A voice that deep and horrific should be physically impossible for a girl her size to create but somehow she did it and I've never laughed harder in my life!! I guess next time I'll just ignore it....well probably not.

I love you LeaLea, Sorry if this post embarrassed you!!

Praying,