Some Family Time

This weekend I went home to see Will and the family, and it never ceases to amaze me just how weird and bizarre my family is and how bizarre I am, too. I feel like I have such a crazy history and ancestry, and I am just another crazy person in my already crazy family. I feel like writing about it.

I tried writing about my grandparents and ancestry and everything, and maybe I'll do that later, but for now I'll just stick to my immediate family and how they've impacted me as a person:

1. My dad - My dad is the happiest man I have ever met, which is really weird to think about because he had to kill a bunch of people while in the Navy for 22 years. He retired as a commander when I was 6. He was a straight up pimp in high school, dating an unimaginable amount of women, including sisters and best friends and the only Jewish girl at his private, Christian school. Dad went to the Naval Academy on a soccer scholarship, got mad at the soccer coach, went to play some football, and got offered a spot as kicker on the Navy football team by the coach in the same day. He got kicked out of the Naval Academy in his first year because he failed so terribly, but the officials liked him so much that they told him to bring up his grades in a civilian college and he'd get re-appointed, something that had hardly ever happened and has very rarely happened since then. When Dad was busy bringing his grades back up, he met Mom while coaching the soccer team Mom was a cheerleader for. The first night he really met her, he took her away from her date and stayed at her house until 5AM. When he went home, he told my Grammy that he'd met the girl he was going to marry. My dad says that he's only been truly sad twice in his life: when he and Mom had a miscarriage (Chisolm) and when his dad died. That's it. Other than that, my dad's always happy. He made me the hard-headed girl that I am today. He told me I'm never allowed to give up on myself or my studies. He had the requirement for me and my siblings that we must be eligible to go to the Naval Academy when we graduate(d) high school. Most importantly, though, my dad taught me to be random and commanding. His thought process is as crazy as my own, although his thoughts are much more logical. He taught me how to be a leader and how to manipulate and lead people to get what I want.

I guess this will just be a post about my dad because I am tired as anything right now.

Maybe I'll have a post for each of my family members. Maybe I'll delete this in the morning. We'll see.