Showing posts with label Shelli. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shelli. Show all posts

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Sister

She’s 30. I can’t believe it. My sister is 30. And I’m only a little over two years younger than her. That means I’ll be 28 in April. ACK!

My sister is fantastic. She’s been my friend for a long time. She’s been my sister for longer. We didn’t always get along. We had to share a room for 16 years of our lives. But it’s all ok, because we’re family and a good one at that.

And here’s an ODE to Shelli! Booyah!

Shelli May Bunn(-Petterson)
Sister.
Friend.
Lots of pink.
Cheesy music.
Madonna.
Musicals.
Glee.
Rainbows.
Flowers.
Books.
Vampires.
Movies.
Humor.
Kids.
More books.
Food.
Taco mountains ate lying down.
Pumpkin pie boycotts.
Sibling rivalries.
Pirate Power.
Hooch pageant.
Queen.
Loves the camera.
Mom.
Mother of two.
Spencer’s mom.
Pink pajamas for a girl.
Steen.
Lifeguard.
Run a mile.
Laugh with friends.
Writer.
English teacher.
Sheet hogger.
White Christmas.
Holiday Inn.
Strong Opinions.
Stubborn girls.
Bunns.
Dayton.
Oregon.
NNU 2005.
Words.
Precious words.
Sisters.
Friends.
Life.
Family.
Forever.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Dancing in Movies

My sister, Shelli, was always into dance movies. Anytime a dance film came out when we were in high school, she’d want to watch it and she would. She was grounded for most of her senior year of high school. Thus, the two of us had many a movie night. Shelli and I would go to Safeway, pick up a four-cheese pizza and our favorite ice cream and walk over to Blockbuster to rent the old eighties dance movies she loved. It was our thing. And when our parents were out of town and we were left alone, instead of having parties, this was what we would do. I’m sure my nerdiness rubbed off on her. She’d always been the cool one (which explains the dance movies). But it was a good time. Now every time I watch a dance movie, I think of Shelli. Why wouldn’t I? It was our thing. Shelli lives a state away these days. We don’t get to spend a lot of time together and when we do, we’re usually surrounded by all of our family members. I’m sure some day, we’ll be ditched by the family and only Shelli and I will be lounging around on the couch together. But for some reason, I doubt we’ll pop in a dance movie.