My Sister Is Here!
 

My baby sister is here. She got here yesterday afternoon on the bus from Dallas. And She will be living here for a while. I call her the Runt.

Cool!

How does she feel about you calling her the Runt? I assume she's a grown woman?

I'm allowed because I've calling her that since she was born. And she is 42 years old.

You might want to reflect on that.

My mom used to call one of her cousins "Chubby" since they were kids. I was taught growing up that this person's name was "Chubby." (She was never chubby in the time that I knew her but that wasn't the point.) Turns out, she hated being called "Chubby" even though nobody meant it as an insult. She finally brought it up and asked everyone to please stop calling her "Chubby." And so now we refer to her by her actual name. She prefers that. Turns out there were all these bad feelings for years, but nobody knew. We were idiots though. How could we think "Chubby" was OK?

Anyway, I'm glad your sister is staying with you and you are happy about it.

The Runt is coming home tomorrow. She walked to the car with us this evening, and stood outside enjoying the cold before she went back up. I'm exited all over again.

Excellent, enjoy her visit.