Why my family is cooler than yours

Ready for a back roll.

My dad could build Rome in a day. My dad is the epitome of unreal. The man has been building homes by himself since before I was born. Yesterday I sat on the couch with my breakfast and watched the crew of eight guys (who were surprisingly not Mexican, stereotype I know, but true nonetheless) working on re-roofing the building next door. These guys have been working over a week and still haven’t finished. My dad would probably rock that by himself in a day. Not to mention he’s opening a dive shop = all the free diving I want. Score.

World's best mom & future grammy-winning sister. And me. Meh.

My mom is truly my best friend. I know parents would kill to buddy up and be friends with their kids and know everything that’s going on in their lives (especially when they’re teenagers), but my mom is actually one of my best friends. And not because I feel like I have to be friends with her. My mom and I have some of the best times together. We joke about stupid people and laugh at absolutely nothing and it is awesome.

My sister could be the next Carrie Underwood. That girl’s got a voice on her that could blow the speakers off a supped-up Caddie just from sheer power. She could very well move to Nashville tomorrow and land a record deal, but for now she’s content playing gigs at local bars, being a school teacher and enjoying married life (and hopefully making me an aunt soon).

Rockin' the ink gun.

My brother is an international rock star. Featured in some of the top tattoo magazines (such as Britain’s number one tattoo mag, Skin Deep) and known by name in town and throughout the surrounding area, my brother is quite possibly the coolest guy you’ll never meet (unless you stalk him out at one of the many conventions he frequents throughout the year, which I highly recommend). I don’t get to see him nearly enough, but when I do, it’s always a blast. Not to mention it’s pretty awesome bragging about him when people ask me about my own tattoos.

One of my crazy aunts and one of my awesome cousins

My relatives have a sense of humor that is unmatched. My aunts, uncles, cousins and second-cousins- there are a few, and they rock- are all obviously cut from the same mold (surprisingly, my mom’s side and my dad’s side are both equally hilarious). When we have family reunions, there are so many things happening at once sometimes I get dizzy just trying to keep up. Not to mention that I can’t breathe right for days afterwards thanks to all the laughing I’ve done.

European hairdryer. The usual.

Pretty much everything about my family makes them the coolest family alive. Everyone brings something fun and unique to the table, and they all have the kind of personalities that just make them super-cool and lucky to be who they are.

Oh yeah, and they all get to be related to me.

Enough said.



What makes your family awesome?



Filed under Entertainment, family fun, humanity, Humor, Lists, Opinion, Society

11 responses to “Why my family is cooler than yours

  1. S. Howerrod

    Can I please be your hairdryer? You look so happy holding it! 🙂

  2. hahaha.. awesome..the post AND your family! mine’s full of weirdos, that makes em supercool too 😉

  3. Sad to say, my family belongs in the dysfunctional category, with the other 99% of families in the world. While I appreciate and love them all the same, I don’t think I’ll be writing this sorta post about them anytime soon.

  4. What a nice shoutout to your family. They’re lucky to have ya.

  5. Mine is definitely not as awesome as yours. We’re the kind of family that ignore things. We never talk about our feelings. And I try not to write about them in my blog. But if there’s one awesome person present in my family, that’d be one of my aunts. My best friend.

  6. I wish I had a family like yours! Lucky you to have ones like that! 🙂

    Subhan Zein

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