Sisterly Love

I have a sister. We get along, now. She lives in San Francisco on top an abominable hill, likes dogs, and does lawyer-y things, but does not get to use the term "aquitard" very frequently (which, from what I know, is the ONLY benefit to being a lawyer...) Oh well, she should work with water law more. This is her:

Please note the person falling off her hill. Also--the cool hat.

Now, we like to do things like be vikings--we go sailing places in a dragon boat, pillage villages while running around with weaponry. It's pretty awesome.

When we were little, things were less friendly. She once told me she was going to hide in my closet in stab me in my sleep.

True story. I still haven't gotten over it.