A couple of weeks ago Kara and I were eating dinner at Chili's (yum black bean burgers!) in Pittsburg, a nearby town that I went to college in.
Our waitress looked a little familar to me, but I just assumed she had been in one of my classes at Pitt State. She had a TON of makeup on and was realy, really tanned. I didn't think much of it. Kara and I both ordered Patroń margaritas (delicious I might add) and she checked our ID's. After looking at mine she said, "Shut up! Do you know who I am?" Of course as soon as she said that I knew exactly who she was!
Her name is Talia and she is my ex-step sister. My dad married her mom when I was about 5 or 6 and divorced her when I was 10 or 11. I think she is about 7 years older than I am. The last time I saw her her was probably ten years ago. She has lost about 40 pounds, spent hours in a tanning bed, and started applying makeup with a very heavy hand!
Running into Talia was one of the most random things that has happened to me in a long, long time. Maybe I should add her to facebook? Or maybe not, it might just be too weird.