It's a sad story.
In our hometown of Greensburg, KS, the tradition of Homecoming held that there was a flower girl and a crown bearer chosen from the kindergarten class. And, of course, Dearest Sister was picked for the glamorous task when the opportunity presented itself. She was always picked for stuff.
Not so when it was my chance.
Yesterday Dearest Sister published this photo of the 1961 Greensburg Homecoming. This was the year I was in kindergarten. That little girl on the back of the float....not me. (Actually it was Melissa Rice, who had the longest hair in our class. She was popular.)

Well.
Popular I may not have been. Glamorous may not describe me....but I am not without resources. I have photoshop skilz. I can be on that float.

P.S. For further insight into the relationship between Dearest Sister and myself, visit her blog! I do!