Setting: Saturday night the movie "The Fault in Our Stars" was coming on one of the movie channels. I adored the book and loved the movie, so I settled down to watch it. I posted on Facebook:
Me on Facebook: Oh, why not, I like a good cry! #favoritemovies - watching The Fault in Our Stars.
Angie: Tooooo many feeeelings!
Me: Allll the feelings!
Angie: I'm on time out from that movie because I watched it too many times and started to worry I was getting cancer.
Me: OMG stop that!
Angie: Your sister is low level crazy.
At this point we moved the conversation offline and started texting
Me: You will never get cancer. I forbidded it.
Angie: Same to you. I can't deal.
Angie: Dude, because of Doogie Howser I spent half my childhood thinking I was getting leukemia. Thank God we didn't have Internet yet.
Me: OMG sister
Angie: I thought you knew that. I always think I'm going to catch the disease and die.
Me: No, I did know that. I mean, in general. I didn't know Doogie Houser was involved. I may have to write to NPH (Neil Patrick Harris).
Angie: Do it! Between that show and Nicky having it, I was positive I was screwed.
Me: See, and I would tell you that we are less likely to get it since lightning already struck this sibling unit.
Angie: LOL, good point.
Me: It is! Seriously though, NPH would probably be horrified that his show made you think that.
Angie: Aw, if it makes NPH talk to me, do it because I lurve him.
Me: Hee hee I just might
Angie: I think he'd love me and then we could be bffs.
Me: Hey maybe he'd invite us to the Oscars tomorrow.
Angie: Well, that's a little quick and I don't have a dress, but next year!
Me: Yeah, better.
Angie: And then the boys can make friends with the twins and one of them can marry Harper.
Me: OMG totally!!! It's settled. This is totally going on my blog, btw.
Angie: I was going to suggest that!