Monster Mash 2014: #31 & HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATE ANNE

One month later, as I catch up on Monster Mashin, back-posting blogs about my favorite month (I was a ghost for about a month, nbd. To be honest, from day 23 and on, I had ghosted, but now have totally pretended like I was on top of this ish, and found some primo-top-of-the-line-choice-cut Monster images for you) and I have realized I have almost completely forgotten about one of my favorite person's BIRFFFDAY.

Kate.

You are great.

I want to write you long letters, epic tales, three sagas, a tome,

but this will have to do: a song.

Kate.

It's your birthday.

It's your party, their your friends, so you can cry too.

The day before you stepped into this world, the skies were gold, and cabbage crooned.

Everyone stood on their head, turned around three times, wished they were dead...

But you opened your eyes,

squealed out, shook your fists,

and the world turned rightside up again, because,

Kate.

You are great.

I need more opportunities to quote Ben Folds.

This is a love note to my sister Kate.

Not only does Kate run like a dragon, plays wipe out on the drums, has excellent taste in cake and (occasionally) boys, but she also allows you to drag her onto the top of a mountain in a party dress and bare legs.

Needless to say... I love my sister Kate.

Ben Folds, the wordsmith and my (rather obscure) celebrity crush, said it best:

"I wanna be Kate."

Kate, You are my sister and my friend and I am thankful for both of these things every day. Thank you for always being willing to jump in front of a camera for me. You are beautiful beyond words, inside and out. I look up to you every day (insert sound effects of a rim shot here, plus the laugh track from Seinfeld, though this WAS a terribly veiled attempt at a pun). I promise to NEXT TIME put you in clothes more befitting to the temperature/epic-ness of the environment. You are so damn good at this, I hope you know how much I'm routing for you to DO THIS PROFESSIONALLY. I mean it. 

XOXO.