The Usurper!

It is I, the sister of the one who writes this blog.
I, keeper of the password and writer of final exams;
I, waster of time and teaser of siblings;
I, guestblogger extraordinaire, am usurping this page to leave a message for my dearest Becky.


Dearest Becky,

I am so pleased that you are going away and I have been honored with a guestblogger spot, even though others are stealing a bit of my thunder by blogging as well.


I am proud of you for stepping up into a leadership role, for writing your own index cards about trees and swamps, for preparing a mix tape for a bunch of strangers, for searching for individually wrapped squares of toilet paper. I hope you have a fabulous time, that you remember to relax, that you remember to have a good time, that you remember to buy lots of gifts for your guestbloggers, since we do not demand an hourly wage.


And though I love you and want to send travel wishes of sweetness and light, really I am just avoiding working on these papers, so I will leave you with this final thought from Kurt Vonnegut:

I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you different.

or this one:

If people think nature is their friend, then they sure don't need an enemy.

or this one:

We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful what we pretend to be.

I love you.
PEACE OUT!