My Sister, My Friend

I don't think our mom in our early years of growing up would of ever thought we (my sister and I) would be so close. Growing up like most siblings there was a lot of bickering back in forth. For the most part, I being the younger of the two, was a pain in the butt in regards to my sister. Just the other day we were talking on the phone (we talk to each other on a daily basis), going back in time. My sister, whom I love so very much, apologizes for the "mean" things she did to me growing up. I will admit that I did just as many, if not more, "mean" things to her as well. I don't want my sister to feel like she has to apologize for the things that happened while we were growing up. I like to call them life lessons. For the most part it is just a part of growing every sibling encounters.

The photo of my sister and I above was taken in 1987. This happens to be one of my favorite pictures of us. My sister was just out recently visiting in May to take a trip to Iowa to see family. She flew into Chicago and was able to spend a few days before, during and after the trip. I was and still am very grateful that I was able to spend this time with her. She was there through some medical procedures that I had done, and I was so happy she was able to be there with me. Thank you sis for being there with me as I went through that medical procedure. That means the world to me!

My sister happen to bring my birthday card with on her visit. As you can see in the picture above the title is "My Sister, My Friend." This card has touched my heart and I want to cherish it for a long time. What I don't think my sister realizes is that the words on the cards should be said to her. She has for a long time now, opened her heart, her ears and her time to listen to me. It could be good things that have been going on, bad times that I happen to be enduring, but she is always there for me.

I can only hope that I can be the best sister to her as well as being a best friend to her as well. She means so much to me and I want her to realize that I love her with all my heart. I love you sis! Thanks for being the best sister and friend anyone can have.

Where have I been....

in a virtual world. My name is Teri, and I have a problem. I am addicted to Farm Town. Farm Town is an application you can find on Facebook. Yes, it is a virtual game. If you haven't quite figured it out by the name, Farm Town is where you can make and take care of your very own farm. Yes, you are a farmer. You can plow and plant the seeds to grow your vegetables. Add trees and even animals. As you earn more experience points you move up in levels. Every time your fields get harvest and sold to the market, you earn coins. Every time you plow and plant seeds you spend money. The only difference is the amount of time that it takes for each field to be ripe for harvesting. The more levels you move up through out the game the more items you can unlock and purchase for your farm. Currently, I am at level 25. I thought I would share this with you as I know curiosity has gotten the best of you. I have some family members (whose names I will not release) also have become sucked into Farm Town. Some more addicted than others. I know I need limits with this game as it has consumed countless hours of my time. Time that I could be using more wisely; however, I am after all a Farm Town addict. Do you dare to take a look at this virtual game? Would you be sucked in like the rest of us? Considered yourself warned as this is a very addicting game.