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Happy Birthday CV

For those of you in the UK, I am not wishing my resume a happy birthday.

I am, however, wishing my little sister a very happy 27th on this day in the middle of February.

It is probably the last time I will be able to use that phrase as my sister will soon have another inital at the end of her name. Her last birthday as a V. I'm sure she's been having thoughts like this all year but it has really just donned on me.

A couple of weekends ago when we spent that fantastically surreal weekend (did it really happen?) for her stagette in Chicago, my brother did the honours of pulling together old video footage of C in one of the many skits we performed over the years.

In the movie, as she is belting out the song I'm Selling Pop and Chips - dolled up in her very best bathing suit, a cowboy hat and a pretend Texan accent which she thought would be appropriate for our cousins who lived in Calgary (see? even planning back then) - she started to giggle.

It is mostly because of the accent and that yelling the song in the first place is difficult enough but when she heard her own voice in that weird way, the hysterics set in.

As we watched it all huddled around my parents TV, it was the giggle that I heard the most. I was reminded not only how much fun we had as kids together, but also, what a great laugh she has.

Even as an adult it's infectious. It's a lower toned giggle but one all the same that when you hear it, you think you're the funniest person in the world.

I miss her laugh.

So I hope that she has so much fun today, that she laughs so hard, that I can hear it across the ocean.


Happy Birthday kiddo - relax today and think of nothing but the cake and run&d.cokes that await you this evening. See you in 5 weeks...


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