From the time I was born until I was six I shared a room
with my sister.
My sister then went to college in DC,
did improv and stand up comedy,
became a journalist/writer,
and then moved back home when I was around 12
for about a year or so,
and shared my room again.
I've always loved and admired my sister.
She is super cool.
No one even knew what college was when I was six,
and I had a sister who went there.
When people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up,
I would say:
Ballerina, Teacher, Astronaut, or a DJ on WKRP in Cinninati.
And then they'd say,
"But you're such a good writer, why don't you be a writer?"
And that was just crazy,
because there already was a writer in the family,
my sister, Jen.
Well, in college I realized that I really was a writer,
and that a family can have more than one person in a profession.
So, both of my brothers are teachers,
and my sister and I are writers.
Check out my super cool sister's column:
"While I Was Out"
And move over Bronte sisters:
and we're funny