Sibling Rivalry, Hold the Rivals.

Guess what?  I’m going to Utah.

Why?  Well, why not?  It seems like a nice enough place.

Also, there’s a marathon being held up there this weekend, and I’ve never seen one before, so I thought I’d go see how they run (excuse the pun).

Oh, yeah—and my sister is competing in it.  (Ha!  Did you think I was going to run a marathon?  So silly—you obviously haven’t read this blog long enough if you think I’m an exercise person.  I’m not.

SistersSome people think we look enough alike to be twins—some people can’t believe we’re related.  I think we look just right.  What do you think?

I am very proud of my sister—this will be her second whole marathon (she’s also run a half marathon).  Her baby boy is not yet 18 months—I think it’s a pretty amazing accomplishment.  Unfortunately, her successes have a tendency to be so grand that no good thing I do can ever measure up.  She ran the first marathon.  She birthed the first grandchild.  She aspired for a Masters (Master’s?  Masters’?  Obviously I don’t deserve one, since I can’t even punctuate it properly) degree.  She’s the favourite.

But then, that’s how my sister is.  Everything she does, she does to perfection.  Not only did she get her Masters (sp?) degree, but she finished it while pregnant with her first baby, and working full time.  Not only did she birth the first grandchild of the family, but the child also happens to be the cutest boy ever to walk the face of this earth—how can I compete with that?  It’s easy, I’ll tell you—I don’t.

That’s not to say that I’ll never do good things with my life.  I’m sure I will.  I’m sure I already have.  But my aspirations are different from hers.  She married the first boy she ever dated seriously; I married my fifth.  She does not have a blog and swears she never will; I do have a blog and can’t imagine ever quitting.  She likes her french toast soaked in egg mixture till the bread loses all bread texture and tastes more like the texture of moss; I like a nice quick dip in the eggs for a more crispy outer shell.  She spot-cleans her floor on an hourly basis; I sweep and mop only before I leave out of town, because I know my mother-in-law will drop off our mail and inadvertently see if I left things tidy.

We’re just different, that’s all.  Different and good.

Stay tuned for updates of her grand event.  And wish me luck in Utah.  Oh yeah—and wish my sister luck, too.  (She is the one running 26.2 miles, after all…)

About Camille

I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at facebook.com/archivesofourlives, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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19 Responses to Sibling Rivalry, Hold the Rivals.

  1. chelsie says:

    Good luck my friend. And good luck to your sister, knock on wood!!!

  2. Anonymous says:

    Thanks for the shout-out, Mill. Blah, blah, blah about the rest.

  3. jami says:

    I hear you loud a clear about adell. It makes me stressed to think about how perfect she is. When I get to down on myself, I just remember I enjoy the art of relaxation.
    By the Way. I think you are amazing, and I aspire to me someone like you. Just so you know.

  4. anna says:

    I think you look nothing alike… kind of like my sister and me. You know, lately in church we have had a lot of messages about not comparing ourselves to others… It’s so hard, especially siblings. But really, how dull would life be if we were all the same. And in the end, the most important purpose of life can be accomplished despite the number of children we have, the amount of money we accumulate or level of education we complete. In the end, what matters if we did our best, because our best is as good as the next person’s, regardless of where it takes us.

    Aren’t you glad I gave you an unsolicited pep-talk? :) I need to tell myself this stuff more often.

  5. Alyssa Kirby says:

    Finally! Someone who understands how to make french toast! =)

  6. Mikelle says:

    Go Adell! I agree she is amazing. She can do HARD things…things I run away from as fast as I can. Wish her good luck from me.

  7. Geneva says:

    I agree with you. You look just like sisters. And you do amazing things too! Just think, you braved complete strangers at a blog party! And you moved the France to nanny. And you moved to Freakin Canada! And you’ve been disciplined enough to give up ice cream AND exercise despite not being an exercise person. These all count as big things!

  8. Holly Decker says:

    i have always thought you two looked as different as you actually ARE different in personality and everthing else in life… but that picture actually makes you two look like sisters! how come i didnt know that adell lives here? well besides the fact that i am a bad friend?
    wanna come visit me too?? :)

    ps. i feel the same way about my sister amy…

  9. Shesten says:

    I can’t even imagine running 26.2 miles! That’s the exact distance I used to drive to work every day and it was a painful drive. Eeek. Good Luck up there the both of you!

  10. ann marie says:

    Your coming here? YAY!! For how long??

    Your so good to be so supportive. My sisters and I are VERY different.. But we all still love each other.. (even though we both think the other is insane.. :)

  11. Katie says:

    My sister is a marathoner, too. I’m always impressed by that because I wonder where she got that gene? No one in our family is athletic at all. She’s also way more accomplished professionally than me. So how did I combat that?

    I’m popping out the first grandchild in about 2 weeks. That bumps me to the top right away.

  12. Shalynna says:

    It always amazes me when people can run marathons. I can’t run a mile without feeling like I’m going to die.

    Have fun in Utah!

    That picture of you and your sister is so cute. You both look gorgeous.

  13. Whitney says:

    Oh Adell… One day we will all be like you. But camille I dont believe a word you said about yourself. You are every bit as good as Adell.

  14. afton says:

    funny thing, i saw adell out running the other day but i didn’t know it was her at first as she was to far away to distinguish but i thought to myself “who in their right mind is out running at this horrific hot hour of the day?!” (it was only 9 in the morning but we live in arizona and everyone knows the second the sun comes up it’s too hot to run!) and as i pass her i realize who it is and she recognizes me (it’s been awhile since i’ve seen her so i was impressed) and says to me in the most genuine cheery voice “hi! how are you?” i was blown away by her ability to not only be running but in bloody hot heat and STILL be kind and nice to those she sees on her way. an amazing woman for sure.

  15. Chloe says:

    ha ha! “Sibling Rivalry”… it sounds familiar!!
    My brother is always the best: he studying Medicine, he’s good at sport, he has done what my parents wanted. I’m “the black sheep of the family”: I studied Translation, I hopeless at sport, and I always did what I wanted {my parents wanted me to study Medicine, learn Chinese… and I ended up learning Japanese!}

  16. Good for Anonymous Your Sister.
    And good for you, Camille for being supportive!!!

  17. niki says:

    it was fun getting to know your sis a little bit.

    i don’t think you two resemble one another at all…but that’s just from looking at one picture.

    good luck to her.

    hope you can still drop by the sale…hope you still want your apple bowl.

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