One Singular Sensation, every little step she takes

On our most-fun night in NYC. Well, that's not fair. They're all our most fun nights in NYC.



A Chorus Line

Happy Birthday to my sista, Missy! Here is a little photo post for you...


Back in the day, otherwise known as the 70's. We feel the need, the need for speed!


You're such a good sport! Remember that time we were all on vacation and I volunteered you & Jim for that oceanic stage show-thing... and you had to put on stinky rubber outfits that a million people before you had already worn?

I didn't know what I was getting you guys into, but I was just glad that it wasn't me.


Then do you remember getting drenched in water that could have been carrying malaria or some other terrible illness? Wasn't that great?

Thanks for not killing me after this. The boys thought for sure I was Done. Over. Gone.



Let's forget all of that and remember the moments when you didn't have to get wet....

This is not so much our home away from home, it's our actual home. Ok, it's not, but why don't you make that your birthday wish, ok? I'd move back to NYC in a heartbeat...



Our favorite NYC early morning dinner. Let's not call it breakfast.



I wish we were still sitting at this table.


Here's proof of that night we sat in traffic for 3 hours to then wait in line for an hour to nearly not be let into the book store that was hosting David Sedaris and then to have to sit in another room from where he did the book reading, only listening to his voice over the P.A. system, while sitting on the floor in strangers laps (practically!) and then afterwards standing in line for no less than 4 hours to get our books signed? And when we finally got up to him, how he was out of the aspirin tablets he was offering people but we loved him just the same? And how you had by that time felt too exhausted to be starstruck, which was great because you didn't say 'I don't like cats' to him like you did the first time we met him? I wouldn't have done that with anyone but you.

Still in line before David's (we're on a first name basis) reading, little did we know just how much time we'd spend waiting that day, just to bow at the throne of Amy's brother


This has been a big year for you! With the release of your first book, you're now that published author you always dreamed to be. You're out there, defying gravity... and we're all so proud of you!

This is not to imply that you get around by broom.


Today for you, tomorrow for me! Well, not really that last part. But definitely, TODAY FOR YOU!

Rent!


You're the best sister ever. Happy, happy birthday! You really are One. Singular. Sensation!