Watch out, DC

To those who might be wondering if I do anything other than take pictures of a dog, I say, “Yes! Just watch me!” I’ve taken today and next Monday off from work to have a long weekend and visit my sister in DC. Yay! Among our list of Things We Must Do are:

• Go on a duck tour
• Visit the Spy Museum
• Use my sister’s DSW coupon
• See Ratatouille
• Eat, eat, eat

The tone of the weekend is rather frantic and strategic — um, like the planners might be — as evidenced by this line in a recent email I received:

PS - Don’t bring things like towels and a hair dryer - I have all of that rigmarole. You need to save room for shopping……

Even with that fun-filled itinerary, I’m most looking forward to hanging out with my sister. We’re two peas in a pod who never get to see each other, so we’re making the most out of our 72 hours together. That’s not a lot of time to rehash twenty years of inside jokes and create a slew of new ones. We have to be efficient here.

There is that added quirk in that I’m meeting up with Zandria for lunch this weekend, so we’ll see if The Question comes up and my sister gets wind of this little venture. But the real question is:

Can our nation’s capital handle RA & Sister?