Dearly beloved sister-o'-mine,
Happy birthday, my love! I can't believe it's already time for another "Cassidy's Birthday" blog (the only thing I consistently post, alas - see the last two here and here). I'm a little appalled at how long it's been since we've talked, and I'm looking forward to calling you today.
Like so many of our pictures, you look fabulous and I look smooshed.
For the rest of you, here are a few facts about my sister. Fact 1: She's smokin' hot.
Just hanging out, looking great. It's how she rolls.
Fact 2: She is a wonderful sister.
Believe it or not, the people in the above picture are actually related.
Fact 3: Like the most badass woman in the world (our grandmother, pictured below), my sister is also wicked smaht, talented, spiritual, and exceptionally fashionable.
Fact 4: I love her tons.
Happy birthday, my dear! I wish I could be there to celebrate with you, but I know you'll have a good time.
*When we were little Cassidy couldn't say my name. It was delightful. She has remained delightful ever since.