Can I introduce you to my brother, Chip? He has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. Sure, we've had our differences at times, but he has always been there for me and I adore him. We were born only 19 months apart and were practically inseparable for most of our early lives. We spent all kinds of time together with our good friend, T.V., and can both still sing most any commercial from the 70's-early 80's as a result of it. Romper Room, Sesame Street, Electric Company, 3-2-1 Contact and Land of the Lost (does this picture bring back memories?) were among our preschool teachers. (Sleestacks still freak me out, and I hold a massive grudge against that dumb lady from Romper Room who could never see us in her "magic mirror" despite our bribing her by waving mom's homemade cookies in front of the television.)
It was nice to know that, as we went through our awkward stages where our permanent teeth were coming in & Mom made all our clothes, we had each other. (Thank you, Chip, for telling people I was NOT a boy despite my "Dorothy Hamill" haircut.) We endured some interesting things together, which are themselves stories for another time. As a teenager in high school, when I had issues with low self-esteem, Chip was there to make me feel loved and included - and to cheer me on. And I forgive him now for not letting any of his friends (or the guys on the wrestling team...or the surfer boys) ask me out, although at the time it was maddening! Actually, not only do I forgive him, I am grateful. I hope my boys look out for their sisters like that.
I was known as "Chip's sister" from about 5th grade to the present day, a title which I am proud to hold.
But I still like to embarrass him sometimes...Sorry, Chip. I couldn't resist.