I have a pretty weird family, in my opinion, although others may beg to differ. My parents have been divorced for like 11 years or something, and so now I live with my mom and some other people in an average size house, in an average neighborhood, in an average town. Here is a brief rundown on all the people in my family...
My mom is Leslie, and she's like 42 or something (yup, she's getting up there). She's the weirdest person I know. She always is cracking jokes. Sometimes when my friends come over to my house I think they like hanging out with my mom more then they like hanging out with me.
Then there's Craig, my mom's new beau. He's 37 or something and lives with us.
One of my brothers, Adam, is 21 and lives in an apartment on his own. He goes to college at Penn State as a Civil Engineering major.
Another one of my brothers is Nicholas (Nix for short), who is 13. We don't particularly get along. Enough said.
My last and littlest brother is Alec, who is 2 months old. Hence, he was just born. So you all know what a new baby means. First of all, I don't get nearly as much attention. Secondly, nobody really pays attention to me very much anymore. Also, I'm kinda overlooked now. Oh, and did I mention that all the attention has been focused on the baby? (okay, okay, I know I'm a jealous girl)
My dad's name is Seth and he is 42. He lives about 5 minutes from my house, and I visit him every other weekends, and during the week when we go running together and stuff.
Rita is my dad's girlfriend, and she's 37, I think. She goes to college at Penn State as an Accounting major. She's wacky and has a warped sense of humor.
Last, but certainly not least, are my cat an dog, Callie and Blizzard, respectively. Blizzard is a 3 year old white, Americn Eskimo Spitz, and he's small and fat. He's so CUTE!! Callie is an 11 year old calico cat. She's kinda old and senile, but I love her anyway.
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