The One Where Sandi Plagiarizes

Is it bad to plagiarize on Sunday?  Maybe not the right question in regards to plagiarism, but oh well.  And since I technically "wrote" (plagiarized) this post on Friday, I think all is good in the world.

I am a rotten sibling.  I just realized my spunky, snarky sister had a blog.  Actually, I knew it existed, but today was the first time that I had stumbled upon it.  And the first thing I read was a post she wrote on July 4th and it was deep in a way that left me scratching my head and wondering why I couldn't write about deep things with such a light touch.  There are so many things I would like to write about, but usually can't figure out a way to do it without insulting half the people that might end up reading the post.  Which is never my intention.  Somehow, according to my hate mail inbox, I still manage to do it every now & then. 

I love my sister, she is crazy full of creativity and dreams of being an author.  I don't know how it could not come to pass as she is honest to goodness the funniest person I know and she can string those words together like butter & honey on a hot roll.

So today I bring you her pebbles of thought completely without her permission or knowledge:  (I know, I totally live on the wild side.)

Working in customer service, it can be very easy to find yourself having a crisis of faith when it comes to humanity. People behave like very immature, spoiled children when they don't get their way; they throw tantrums, call names, and run whining to whoever will listen over the simplest things. Like a certain bakery running out of their favorite donut. Or the fact that said bakery closes at the same time every night, or--gasp!--charges each customer the same amount for the same product.

Sometimes I feel as if I understand why the smelly guys in their great-grandfather's overcoats wander on the streets, sporting signs that explain to the rest of us crazy mortals that the world is at its end. Perhaps it's about time for another flood, the way some people behave!

But then something magical happens, most often involving my niece and nephew. For example: the two little imps are outside, playing on the trampoline. Suddenly, those inside hear the end of an altercation: My nephew storms off of the trampoline, his four-year-old brow furrowed with young anger, and hollers back at his equally upset six-year-old sister that she is "Kinda bumpy!"

One assumes, as he marches in and furiously crosses his arms and pouts, that she has made him bounce when he did not want to. The two have shouted at one another that their friendship is over; it is a done deal.

I try to explain to my nephew that all is not lost. I finally tell him that perhaps if he and his sister merely give one another a big hug, they may once again play and the Cold War may come to an end. With a final huff, he gives in and marches back outside. The two glower at one another (one on the trampoline, one on the grass) for about three seconds. Then my nephew makes a single spazzy jerk and a funny sound, and all of the sudden their giggling again, she helps him back onto the trampoline, and once more they are best friends.

I hope that ability to forgive, forget and spazz out a little never fades. And I would truly love it if we 'big kids' had the same method for solving out issues.

Amen.

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Comments

[Lisa]

AMEN!

[Amber]

So true - and your sister is hilarious...and a terrific writer :-)

[Jodi]

I love it! Your sister is awesome to capture such truth and to write it down.

[karyn patrick]

Hi Sandi,
Just wanted to tell how much I adore your fabric and idea's nothing with you is plain and boring.How smart and creative you are I love your book and show it to everyone.I just had a question will you Please make a pattern for the pants in adult sizes they are so cute for lounging pants and the Mary Jane shoes they are sooo cute I made a pair for me had to do alot of adjusting but I did it took me about 6 hours..I will post a picture.Thanks Sandi your wonderful. Karyn

[Kathryn]

Love this, and I second what Karyn said...you are incredibly creative and I love everything you put up in this space of yours. I have your book and also show it off, often!

[mo]

Hmmm that's funny. You would have to be a special kind of bitter to write someone like you hate mail. I can't remember ever feeling like something I read here would compel me to write you hate mail.

[Erika]

Your sister is talented. With two toddlers there are times when I have caught them showing more kindness than the people in the grocery store checkout line. We can learn a lot from children.

And why would anyone send you anything but nice mail? Your blog reads friendliness, hope, inspiration and your patterns helped me jump-start creating clothes for my daughter and now others. Now if only I can get my curly hair to look as good as yours then all would be perfect in blogland!