Anabel

I have an older sister. Her name is Anabel.

She is way cooler than me. (Even her name is cooler than mine).

And I'm not just saying this because I'm her younger sister and I have always looked up to her (in both a figurative and literally way- She's 5'9 and I'm 5'6).


She really is super cool.

Anabel has traveled all over the world. Whenever I say this, she counters with "Just parts of Europe." But for a girl who has NEVER even seen a Customs Sign, she's been all over the world.

She can speak french.

Kids older than 3 absolutely LOVE her. Kids younger than 3 like her too but she just doesn't know it. I have no idea why. They flock to her, for real. She could be (well kind of like) the Pied Piper. She'd walk around playing her flute and kids would follow.

Well, not a flute, more like a fiddle.

That's the other thing. She fiddles.

Really, really well.

Yes, old fashion fiddling. How cool is that?

I wish I could contribute her talent to being inspired by a wonderful little sister. However, I admit that more often than not I was the one shutting the door to the piano room while she fiddled so I could watch tv or read a book in silence in the other room.

I'm a lover of silence. (AND I married a musician. Smart, huh?)

And when I say I "was" the one who shut the door, I fully accept that I still am the one.

My brother is afraid to do it (we will do a post on him next. Watch out David). I'm the only one blunt enough to shut the door to the music.

It's not that she isn't good. She's actually amazing.

It's just that she can literally play for hours and hours and hours..and hours... and...well... you get the idea. I blame my over stimulating inner thoughts. I just can't handle too much going on in my exterior environment. I can't even drive, talk, and listen to music at the same time. It's an issue.

Anyways, all of the hours of playing leads us to another cool thing about Anabel; She's super passionate about stuff she loves.

I admire that. I wish I had something I could do for hours upon hours without even noticing time flying by.

She's lucky.

Hmmm..what else makes her cool? Oh yeah! She teaches a college class!!!!

Musical Linguistics. I don't even know what that means.

She is up and beyond me. Kicking it into overdrive with her passion for life, music and education.

Oh crap, I forgot to mention the decorating element.

She can decorate too. If you want your house to look old and colonial with a splash of color and funk, Anabel is your woman.

Even her jewelry is hung in a funky, organized mess type way.

Mine is in a heap in the bottom of a jewelry box.

So, in summary.

Anabel is awesomely cooler than me.

And I'm happy about that.

Because she is my sister.