Fayili wrote:I love you. I love you so much. I wish we lived next door to each other so that I could come over all the time and we could hang out and watch TV or whatever. I could cuddle your dogs and you could pretend to be impressed by my knitting. I want to bake with you and I'd even do all the really hard mixing parts instead of fobbing it off on someone else. I'd go out on walks with you in the early morning when it's not stupid hot yet even though I hate the morning and I kind of dislike exercise although walking can be nice.
I know I'm not really what you want, and I'm far away, and we don't talk enough, but I do love you, sis.
I have a kitchen aid... the hard mixing parts are done by machine. Just do the dishes and we'll probably be okay. Also, I have tended to move my walks to the late evening since I have developed sun allergies. I'd rather deal with the darkness than itchy painful rashes. Love you, too, Sis... and you know if you decide on grad school in the midwest, I'll be here.