Twins...or Sisters?

I'm back!

So y'all want to know about the trip, eh?  Okay.  But I have to start this off by saying on my first full day in Georgia I ran smack dab into the Georgia version of 'camera battery lady.'  Yep.

Friday morning Chris and I headed out the door to get started on a long list of errands.  Beth's graduation was less than twelve hours away, and on Sunday the family planned to have a pig roast with all the trimmings...hash, salads...southern hospitality at it's best!  First stop was breakfast at The Huddle House (where do they find these names?).

Right off the bat Chris and I got into the giggling mode.  I don't remember what we were talking about...I think we were just so glad to be together after such a long absence.  At one point we were laughing so loud everyone in the restaurant was glancing at us with smiles on their face.  It should be noted the restaurant is aptly named The Huddle House because it is very small.  Customers are truly huddled together.

So it's time to leave and I approach the cashier's station, where I am greeted by an older woman who takes my money.

And she askes me, "Are you two twins or sisters?"

Oh boy.  Didn't I leave you in Idaho?

Hmmm, twins.....or.....sisters?  Tough call.

"Twins, no," I replied.  "We're eight years apart.  But we are sisters."

She shakes her head and hands me back my change.  "Well, you two could pass for twins.  You do look and sound alike."

I laughed and thanked her.  Speaking of twins, I think I just ran into yours two days ago in Idaho at the local Rite Aid store.

You never know...stranger things have happened.  After all, they did look and sound alike.

NOTE:  I'm going to have to have a talk with my nephew, James.  At the airport yesterday he had my camera and was supposed to take several photos of Chris and I.  He didn't!  And he's in big trouble with me right now!  Grrrrrr!  So for now, this photo will have to do.  Left is me, right is Chris.

So, what do you think?  Twins.....or.....sisters?