I read a blog the other day that said the only word used to describe this person was Quirky. That quirky is just another way of calling someone weird, just in a nice form. Kinda like when you say no offense, then say something offending, it's suppose to be okay, right? Or when you say 'Bless their heart', which by the by, is the southern way of saying no offense and even grandmother's say it. Like mine said to me one day ' Bless your heart honey, your so skinny and small i doubt you'll ever grow a full bosom.' Swear to Ben & Jerry's she did. I can't argue that fact, since it is exactly that, a fact. I liked to think during my pregnancy i'd get to keep the big mama jamma's that my daughter gave me, unfortunetly she decided to leave me dry. Fun times, fun times. It's moments like these that I'm often told i'm not apt to carry a conversation with a fence post because i'm too personal when i speak. I don't know why you would want to talk to someone about anything else than life, and life is personal. I'm not going to come out and tell you my bowel movements, unless your my doctor and you persist on me to do so, but I admit, i bring up the wrong things at the wrong time and it's not really my fault. (Here comes the blame your family for your problems peice.) My family is open. I say to much but i love it this way. I know my dad is gassy because he always farts, i know my mom is moody because she's always either yelling or mopping. My brother could care less what any of us do because he's laid back and will tell you the blunt and honest truth. When you need him though, he'll be there. My sister is just like me if not a tad bit worse and because of it we don't get along. You see my temper used to be the absolute worse. HORRIBLE! People say 'oh well you were a teenager' which yeah that was part of it. But I grew up different, My mom wasn't always really the greatest and neither was my dad. I was the oldest and the guinea pig, so when they messed up with me they knew what not to do with my brother and sister. So i'm partially thankful for the whippings and the things that they shouldn't have ever said to a child, but since it was me and they saw what it caused, they know now not to do that with the others. Never tell your child you don't love them, they will take it to heart. Never tell them you don't care if they run away, they will take that to to heart. There's a million things i could tell you not to do that my parents did but i don't have that kind of willpower to look back and write it down because some of it they forgot themselves and some of it I'm trying to forget still and I'm 19. Wow it looks so small written down, 19 years and many of them very hard. I was lucky to have other family members that actually gave a damn what i was doing and told me when i shouldn't do something. I call them my brothers, and now sisterS plural, and my Aunt, whom when no one else is around i call Mom. Lemme tell you about them too.
- Kris
Kris is my sister's twin. He's the oldest by an hour though you'd think he was younger than 25. He stands as tall as a mountain and well, he's got the characteristics of one too. Strong, reliable, sturdy, unmoving. No matter what anyone says about you, even if they have proof, he's going to ask you first and believe what you tell him. Because he's my family and would never betray me in anyway. I love Kris the most but i wouldn't ever tell anyone that because it would offend them. Maybe i should say 'Bless their little hearts' before i say it but i doubt i could pull of the grandmother trick. We have so much in common it's alarming and we never fought or argued because we were always getting in the same trouble and quite possible had the same excuse thought up. I love him to death, he's my brother.
- Nicole
Ahoy Nicole. My partner in crime. Many, many, many, crimes. We went to parties (but never drank) We stayed out until 3 or 4 in the morning, just visiting with friends or goofing off at walmart. She is short with black hair which is such a contrast to her 7 foot red-headed twin. It's so ironic and hysterical that i secretly laugh when we take a family photo. None of us look alike really except for Nicole and Mom. I really can't tell all the ways Nicole has been there for me and some of the ways i couldn't possibly explain honestly. She's married now and i absolutely can not stand her husband, but i love him because he loves her. Most days. We used to be so dramatic I'm surprised it didn't make us sick, but it was funny. Sometimes.
- Tim
Tim is the oddball. He's the best oddball you could ever met, EVER! He is hysterically funny, sarcastic, stubborn, intelligent, witty. He's a walking comedian with a brain. Tim is what my brother Lucas is going to grow up to be. I'm perfectly happy with it, because he'll be perfect. I can't write much about him because i can't put into words how happy he makes me. I literally had my worst day ever and then got on the internet and Tim popped up on an IM and starts telling me a rideculous story about the night before. He can without a doubt put a smile on my face no matter what is going on around me. I love him.
- Jennifer
Is no joke the sweetest person you will ever meet. Honest to God, this girl has not a single hateful bone in her body. You can make her mad, yeah, but she will NEVER hate you. Always polite, and knows the most interesting things. I can seriously sit with her for a week talk non stop and still have a million things to talk about because we are walking encyclopedia's of useless knowledge, or pretty useful but only if your going to a desert island and want to know what books you should take with you. Nicole, Jen, and I are the bookworms. Well Mom is a bookworm to but i count her in with Tim and Kris on being more of a computer whiz. I'm a computer whiz to, but i'm half and half. Tim and Kris are completely computer freaks. Jennifer is Kris's fiance, though heck they've been together long enough to be considered common law so i'd just say they are married. I don't care if they don't have a sheet of paper saying it legally, she's my sister no more or no less as Nicole is. Well, i lied. She's more of a sister than Nicole just because she will never judge me on what i say and it's something i find intoxicating. Since i'm always told to be quiet or not talk about something, Jen never puts a boundary on my mouth or conversations. I could talk about bowel movements with her and she'd laugh with me not at me. She is my sister, i love her.
- Reachel
She is Timmy's wife, and it's been a hard transition. Many of the family can be very rude to her at times but I know the reasoning behind it. They've never had to allow anyone in the family before that was so much like them that it drives them crazy. She's so loyal to her beliefs and will not back down. I admire it, sometimes, as long as i'm not the one arguing with her because she's a hell of alot smarter than me and sometimes it pisses me off. She's had a hard life and many of the things she's went through i can relate to because we've been in the same position. I think I will be alot like Rea when i'm her age (minus the agnostic beliefs) but just because we are basically identical. We've had some ups and downs but I love her none the less. She is my sister, and i'm ready to do anything i have to to make her comfortable in our little quirky family even if it means working on my conversational skills. (though i hope i don't have to)
