Posted Monday, July 31st, 2006
My sister would not shut up about the changes, or the lack of them. She came to visit with boxes of baby clothes and paint for the nursery.
"Penny," she said, "you're a hick now like the rest of us." She kept snapping photos of me barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. She wore short shorts and did leg exercises and said she wanted to find a man who loved the Lord as much as she did so she could get married again while her body was still sexy. She frowned about my birthing center plans and asked why a hospital wasn't good enough. She said that my vegetables were undercooked, my plates were too festive, my diamond was too showy, my art was too abstract, and my tropical fruits were just plain weird. "I thought you were going to be regular now, you know, just a person," she said. Her forehead was furrowing like our dad's, and I wanted to tell her so. I put my fingers to my own forehead and said I had to leave for yoga. She made a snorting sound. On the way out I stopped and invited her to go with me. She said she didn't know what to wear. I gave her something of mine. She talked fast in the car and wouldn't look at me, but she tried all the positions in class and didn't complain afterward. On the way home we stopped at Dairy Queen.
Outside on an iron bench we licked the curls off our cones and smiled.
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Posted by Claudia Smith on Monday, July 31st, 2006 at 7:24 PM
There is so much here in so few words. I like the tug of war here between the sisters; it says so much about the odd intimacy and distance there can be in families. It's warm and funny and makes me want an ice cream cone.
Posted by jocelyn johnson on Monday, July 31st, 2006 at 8:20 PM
I admire the brevity here -- that in such a short piece so much has been said, and something has shifted,too. www.jocelynjohnson.com
Posted by Donna Levy [ firstname.lastname@example.org
] on Monday, July 31st, 2006 at 9:59 PM
This piece was so well done, I could even hear what was unspoken. Wonderful! Donna
Posted by Judy Cabito on Tuesday, August 1st, 2006 at 9:04 AM
Excellent snapshot of a tense relationship between sisters. Sharp (as knives) images, wonderful flash. :judy
Posted by Darlin' Neal on Tuesday, August 1st, 2006 at 8:03 PM
How wonderfully this relationship is characterized in so few words. This woman's life is also made so vivid so quickly. Lovely story.
Posted by Liesl Jobson on Tuesday, August 1st, 2006 at 10:31 PM
Very fresh and lovely!
Posted by Bob Arter on Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006 at 4:27 PM
So much said, so few words.
Posted by Kathy Fish on Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006 at 9:23 PM
Utahna, you cover so much emotional territory between sisters in such a short space. I love that last, beautiful image.
Posted by Gail Siegel on Thursday, August 3rd, 2006 at 11:06 AM
Oh, this is lovely. I feel like I know the entire history of this family and its divergent values, and the way love can eclipse that -- all from so few words.
Posted by Beverly Pinion-Reynolds on Thursday, August 3rd, 2006 at 2:19 PM
Damn. I want more. This is my first time here and all I could think when I finished reading was "please, more".
Posted by Kim Chinquee on Monday, August 7th, 2006 at 3:41 PM
Gorgeous story, Utahna!