All right to be perfectly honest my family isn't entirely a Butt. They just can be at times. Most of the time I love my family to death. Seriously they are the greatest. But other times they are really annoying and a pain in the rear end. (But what family isn't?)
I come from a large family, got to LOVE the large families. Eleven siblings, I'm near the bottom of the food chain, or as my family likes to call it. I'm at the bottom of the pecking order. (Not that I really believe in the pecking order of things. Which is why I fight back.)
My family is very loud, very opinionated, and very much up in each others faces all of the time. I avoid debates with my family at all costs unless its something I'm very much interested in. We are sarcastic, which doesn't mix well in debates. And some times we are not to keen on listening to other people's opinions. (For the family who might be reading this, don't deny it! It's totally true.)
Examples of the Butt end of the family:
Every so often I like to change the background on the computer, just to shake things up a bit. I was looking for National Geographic pictures, (Because they are pretty!) And well, I found this story about a little girl who was born with a parasitic twin and had eight limbs in India. And the story was about her and how every one considered her a goddess. And her journey to get the undeveloped twin removed. Really interesting story.
Well, I had never heard of it before. But apparently it was an older story from the beginning of the year. I thought it was interesting so I tried to bring it up to my parents. Well, my brother scoffed a tone with me that sounded like I was stupid because I hadn't known about it before and the story was old.
Geeze, sorry!
Example #2:
I also have siblings that constantly like to bring up the fact that I am jobless, again thank you, I know! A problem I am trying to remedy. I don't need all of you reminding me over and over again that I should get a job.
Example #3:
Siblings who come home for visits and then try to tell me how to live my life. Or siblings that still live at home and try to tell me how to live my life. Or tell me what to do. I have parents for this kind of thing. And they are enough of supervision. I love my two parents dearly. I don't need ten more. (Thank you to the one sibling who doesn't tell me what to do.)
I don't mind suggestions every once in a while. But it's when you guys start beating it into the ground that I can't stand it any longer.
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Just don't tell me what to do, stop bothering me about a job, and stop taking my room when you come down to visit.
Anyway, that's my ranting for the night. And don't take any offense by anything that was said in here. Its really just that, ranting. I really do love my family, I love you all so much, but sometimes you guys just drive me crazy.
3 comments:
Who is the 1 sibling who doesnt tell you what to do(I have a feeling it is not my husband)? Thanks for not adding a sister-in-law that occasionally paws off her baby on you to the list:) It is greatly appricaited, however annoying it might sometimes be!
Hey Holly, love the blog. By the way, got a job yet? Our AC isnt working right now, we were wondering if we could borrow your room while they're fixing it. Let us know!
-Isaac
Oops, didn't do that (the whole deleting fiasco). Hmm. With eleven siblings you're surely not the only one to get kicked out of your room on occasion while living at home. Also, many of us had to share a room and got kicked out when people visited, until we moved out. How's that job hunt coming ;).
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