When I was little, my sister and I would watch the T.V. show Bionic woman where the hero was Jamie Summers. She was a bionic woman! She could hear through walls, run as fast as a car, bend metal with her hands/arms, in a word... she was cool! I can't remember what else she could do, but my sister and I, along with a friend, could do the same and oh so much more. We would spend the first 10-20 min. dividing all of the body parts between us(not that the division was EQUAL mind you) and than we would go to play. Now the thing with being bionic is that you are really ssssslllllloooooowwwww. And you have to say.."bbaaaaaaddaaaaaaadddoooooooddeeeeee" when you are being bionic.
Many of you know my dear sweet sister, and she is ....NOW. Lets just say that back than she had a short window for playing anything outside and anything with me. I knew that it was on the count down once you got her away from her book, so I tried to play as fast and hard and fun as I could because it wouldn't last very long. Now how much fun is it to be around a child that is grabbing at you and demanding your attention, not much and I know that because I'm a mother. So the thing was I could sense when the top was gonna blow and I usually helped with the blowing of the top, if you know what I mean. I remember one day she had bionic everything and I had like bionic fingernails or something (you could never had the same bionics as someone else, ever) and she was running after me putting one leg in front of the other in slow-mo going... "bbbbbaaaaaddddddddaaaaaadddddddeeeeeeeewwwwwwwaaaa" and I was just standing in front of her waiting for her to ddddaaa over to me. I decided to break the unspoken rule, I ran. I could run fast and I did... in circles around my sister. "Stop that your suposed to be slower than me" so I would say something very innocent like "than run faster slow poke!" Did I mention that I got smacked a lot?
All of this to say ... I love my sister very much, and I feel that if she wasn't my sister she would be someone I would want as a friend. I feel that she is my friend even now, so even if we are almost as different as night and day, I feel that we are also peas in a pod (sometimes). We can laugh at the same very silly things(pass the soap), we share some painful memories, and we are always able to tell each other ( now without getting slapped), "run faster slow poke".