My Sister Copies Every Birthday Party
I throw a party. Three weeks later, she throws the same party with better cupcakes.
I throw a party. Three weeks later, she throws the same party with better cupcakes.
We have sold wrapping paper, cookie dough, popcorn, and apparently my remaining dignity.
Apparently the towels I bought are too nice for the people who live here.
I cooked for twelve people. She arrived carrying a private meal like Thanksgiving had been subcontracted.