Thursday, March 8, 2012

Megan and the Beehive

Family legend has it that on the day of my sister's preschool graduation, my mother spent hours prepping my sister and I for the big event. Rollers, hair products, and a professional-grade hair dryer were brought in to alter our stick-straight locks. My aunt and grandmother were also there to provide an assist.  While my sister seemed to enjoy the whole process of beautification, I grew impatient and asked repeatedly if I could go play outside.

When it came time for the big reveal, my sister's hair looked exactly the same as it always did.  I, on the other hand, got a delightful beehive:

My sister is quick to cite this event as the start of our sibling rivalry. After all, I wanted the blue dress (it was frilly), and she wanted the glamorous up-do. She denies it now ("you looked like a Golden Girl!"), but I remember the look of disappointment in her eyes when she saw herself in the mirror and found no exciting transformation or change.

Megan and I could not be more different.  I was always the rule-follower who stayed home Saturday nights to do homework. Megan spent her Saturdays joyriding in downtown Chicago on a learner's permit. 

My house is always full of clutter and stuff, while Megan's house resembles a model home. When I went looking for a spoon in one of her kitchen drawers recently, I found 3 EMPTY drawers. Who has empty kitchen drawers? Her closets all contain wood hangers with items perfectly placed exactly an inch apart to avoid wrinkling.

I sometimes wonder if she's a robot.

Still, we do share a ridiculous love of all things vintage Fisher Price. Call it nostalgia. Call it an attempt to re-live our youths. Call it an obsession. But when Megan lost her husband late last year, I dug around to find the only thing I could think of that might get her to smile: the new Fisher Price clock ornament I had purchased with my 30% off coupon at Kohls.

That was November. I try to call my sister more than I do, but I know I get distracted with the kids and all their issues. This past week has been a little more stressful than usual. My 7 year old and I have been going the rounds on "attitude." Joey refused to sit down with me to learn his Dick & Jane books. Two of the kids are on antibiotics with bronchial infections and I spent the other night at the Emergency Room until 2:30 am convinced that Jack was having an attack of appendicitis. Joe has not been home much because of his crazy work schedule. So I get stressed, eat Girl Scout Cookies, and toss and turn all night. 

Then out of nowhere, as if by magic, a package from my sister arrived in my mailbox:

I was so excited that I couldn't wait 9 months to display this new sparkly ornament that filled my soul with so much joy. So, I improvised:

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

It was just the thing to remind me that all my stress right now is pretty stupid, and I really need to lighten up. 

I'm even considering rockin' the beehive again next week. Hopefully, my mom and 91 year old Nana are available for a repeat.

Let me know if you want to come over for another go-around, Meg.  And thank you!


  1. The picture is very funny. I was your 200th vote.

  2. Sorry for this, but that looks like Dan wearing a dress.

    I've always wanted stick straight hair. It would still have to be blonde of course.

  3. You could have been the first poster girl for Tantrums and Tiaras, but where a wee bit ahead of your time. Can't wait for Sunday! I'm so glad I made you smile. I love you!


  4. OMG love that Pic! Long dresses and all you both look so cute. Who says you can’t display an ornament all year?

  5. The pic of you two is actually too freaking cute! My sister and I were 8 years apart so there was no fighting or bonding, but I wish terribly she had been closer to my age.

    Ya'll look so adorable together!

  6. Love the beehive. The FP phone ornament made me squeal a little. That was my favorite toy, hands down, when I was a kid.
    Especially love the sisterly love. What a blessing. Do you think your sister could come do my closets?

  7. The beehive gets one vote today and the photo with the leprechaun hat secures tomorrow's as well! I thought the ornament was a charm from the first photo because it's so fancy!

  8. Just seeing that phone I could hear the noise it made as you spun the dial around.
    I love the picture! It's true to the rules of sister-rivalry, you always want what she gets!

  9. That is the coolest phone. I would love one of those.

  10. Thank you for the smile Marianne that's a beautiful story and thanks for the reminder - I need to make some phone calls...

  11. Have to agree with the above. Can no longer look at your eldest boy and see a spec of Joe. He is your mini-you.

  12. Great post! I love the hair.

    p.s Thanks for the support. All that matters is that I beat you. ;)

  13. Thanks, all! I'm being lazy and not responding individually today, but I so appreciate the support. And yes, Danny is totally me in a dress, though don't tell him that. I've already given him enough of a complex about everything else.