Explaining My House

Ladies. And Gents.

I had a friend stay over at my house last night.

This particular friend has a 10 year old brother, 9 year old sister, and 3 year old sister.

Her house is crazy as all get-out.

She told me that my house is crazier than hers.

I'm afraid it's true.

The explanation for this is quite complicated.

Here's a drawing.

My family that is related to me consists of my parents:

Maniac Mama and Hippy Daddy.

My mother can be either really neurotic or really calm and cool.

My father is a hippie. He sits on the front porch in (ARGH) sarongs and plays the guitar while lighting incense.

He also makes memes of himself and puts them around the house. 

Then my brother, Lover Boy.

Lover Boy is 15 and has a girlfriend. I call her Fishy. More on Fishy later.

Anyway, Lover Boy and Fishy are deeply in love, have already named their children, and intend to spend the rest of their lives together.

Ew.

PDA.

Then, there's the extended family- i.e, Lover Boy's friends and party buddies. 

I know I can talk to them about everything and anything, so I consider them brothers and sisters. 

As do they to me. 

These are the kids who run through my house every day.

Like my friend said, my house is more like a drive-thru.

All day, teenagers run in and out of my house doing crazy teenage stuff.

For instance.

While me and Friend X were getting ready to go to a party, Lover Boy's friend Ginger who's staying with us for a little while suddenly smacked open the door to my room.

We looked at him like, "Wha?"

He started belting out "Baby" and dancing around my room.

Ginger has bright red hair, and he's really quite tall.

He loves to be in plays and such, and he does have a good voice. 

Anyway, he was prancing around my room and wailing out this horrible J-Bieb tune when my brother walked in.

He takes one look at Ginger and goes:

"Dude. You are NEVER living this down."

Ginger merely sang louder and started high kicking.

May I mention this was right around midnight and we managed to wake up a couple neighbors?

My family may be crazy, and my house might be the loudest one on the block, but I love it.

And all my friends wonder why I'm nuttier than a coconut....

xoxo and deuces!