Victoria.... except she'd murder me if I ever called her Victoria to her face. I didnt meet Tori until the wedding of our parents I believe. Quite honestly, it was so long ago that I don't really remember how it went. And there is such an age-gap between the two of us that she was already gone and out of the house before I moved in. I remember she came back after I moved there and her bedroom was next to mine. I was in the 11th grade and I hated waking up in the morning for school. I had my HUGE stereo set to go off at 5am and it gradually got louder and louder and louder and LOUDER until my lazy ass would get up to turn it off. Well I didn't know Tori suffered from insomnia and couldn't sleep until 5 or 6 in the morning, so chances were she was just falling asleep as I was waking up. Well when my alarm would go off and it would get louder, it would make her pretty darn mad... and I usually started my day getting yelled at by my older sister. Now I live in Texas and she in California, which is the problem with all my siblings... they are all far away, except Cheyenne but only cause she is 5. Below is a picture of Tori, her husband David, whom I have not met, and my nephew Monkey(Randy)...
Next is my Bobo, Chris... my older brother that I think loves me but I can never be too sure. He lives in Colorado and has for as long as I can remember. I've moved around quite a bit and he has stayed pretty stationary. California and Colorado seem to be his favorite. He once hit my younger brother Nick in the head with a 2-sided pick ax... yeah it happened. Chris got his height from his father's side of the family... who was only about an inch taller than Vern Troyer. So I outgrew Chris when I was about 6 or 7, he is 3 years older than me. Back to the pick ax story... and please remember I'm trying to remember after years of sleep and the use of other memory-forgetting-assistors... We were building a tee pee, yep a tee pee, out of bamboo I think. In a field behind Johnny and Jesse's (twins down the street whom I just LOVED) house. Chris was doing something with this pick ax and the reason I bring up his height is because he could barely life it above his head. Nick was fiddling around with something under Chris' feet and down came the ax... which hit Nick right between the eyes. Literally, right. between. the. eyes. I was inside the tee pee with either Johnny or Jesse, I cant tell them apart anymore because they look the same in my memory. All I hear is a blood-curdling scream. I run out to find Chris running in the direction of the house, and Nick screaming walking slowly toward the house. I'm screaming at him "what's wrong"... Nick turns around and all I see is red streaming down the middle of his face. Chris was pretty upset but Nick thought it was awesome the doctors could see his skull when he scrunched up his nose. This is Chris and I about a month after I was brought into this world back in 1986... weren't we just so cute??
Next up, my sister Nicholl. We call her Nikki, and always have... which is one of the reasons Nick decided we could call him Nicky anymore. The first real memory I can recall about Nikki is she used to babysit us. She was still in high school when we met and I thought she was awesome! At one point she drove a Red Lebaron convertible that I just thought was the bees knees to ride with her in. For some reason we didn't get along for awhile, but a part of me knew I could always call on her if I needed advice. I texted her back when I was doing something that wasn't that good for me, and she texted back. That was enough for me. She cared enough to text back. She has 2 kids now, Carly and Lucas. She also lives in Colorado, so I don't see her much. All of my old pictures of me and Nikki were on my old Myspace page... and I deleted my Myspace page. So here is a picture of Nikki, Tori, and Sammi at Sam's college graduation...
As promised, Samantha... is the one right above me in age and the one I looked up to the most my Junior year of high school. She worked at Jack in the Box and I had a crush on her friend Gavin. She taught me, or showed me rather, how you play Hide and go Seek in a car... no not in a car sitting still. You have to have another car load of people and cell phones.. then you call or text with hints as to where you are. In Hemet, where everything goes in a circle and all the roads connect to another road that will take you back to that road... it works and you don't get lost. There were many times we tried getting lost in Hemet, I swear it's not possible. My favorite memory is when it was time for Samantha to get her first car, like hers not a hand-me-down. My Mom, Sam, and I took a trip to the car dealer and she found HER car. It was a Hyundai Sonata and she fell completely in love with it. Of course we had to wait for dad (my step dad) to come thru and do his thing. She told the car salesman "I will sleep on the hood of this car if I have to". She got her car, without having to sleep on the hood of course. That was awesome. She also took me to prom with her and her friends. I got to ride in the limo with them there, but wasn't allowed to stay in the hotel with them afterwards. Unfortunately, on the drive home from prom the next morning, a stupid lady making an illegal left turn caused the demise of the Sonata. She still lives in California with her husband Kyle and two kiddos. Below is a pic of my niece and nephew, Abbi and JD...
I talked about him once, but now its time for Nick. Nick is the baby, or was the baby until about 6 years ago. We share both a mother and a father and you can tell because we are soo much alike and are at each other's throats whenever we're within 10 miles of each other. He lives in Nevada with my Mom. We haven't spoken in about 6 months, but I think he knows I love him. I have a favorite memory of him too and it didn't happen until we were older. I had gotten out of the Army and made the hugest mistake of my life and moved to Wisconsin. My dad bailed me out and I moved to Arizona where they were living, and Nick was living too. He was dating some girl, and of course I don't remember her name but they were living on their own or with her parents or something like that. This was the first time Nick and I had seen each other most likely since my high school graduation in 2004 and the time I'm talking about now is probably 2008 after I got out of the Army, so about 4 years. Nick asked me to buy alcohol so we could party. I bought him Jose Cuervo because that it what he requested and Jack Daniels. We each took exactly 1, UNO, ONE shot... and immediately dashed to the nearest window or toilet to excrete the disgustingness that was Jose Cuervo. We both pretty much passed out after that. We couldn't make fun of each other because we both couldn't hang... so we had a good laugh together. We've had many other fun times, seeing as growing up we were each other's best friend. The pic below is me and my two brothers. I'm not sure how old any of us are... young and bright-eyed for sure
The youngest of our brood was added about 6 years ago. Cheyenne Autumn was the result of my father's third marriage, and undoubtedly the best thing that came out of it. I didn't meet her until she was already about 8 or 9 months old, and she had me wrapped around her little piggies within minutes of picking her up. About 3 months after moving in with dad and she-who-shall-be-called-skanky, Cheyenne wasnt feeling to hot. I lied on the floor and she laid on my stomach with her head on my chest for an hour. You know 1yr olds, they don't stay still. But she just laid there. Another time she melted my heart was when she got sick and ended up in the emergency room. I rushed from my job in Conroe to the ER in Kingwood and as soon as she saw me arrive, I was all she wanted. She laid with me for an hour watching SpongeBob while eating a popsicle. She used to call me Isha because funny enough Felicia is too difficult for a child just learning to speak to pronounce. Now she will be 6 in 2 weeks and I have no idea where the time has gone. She is in kindergarten and she is so smart. And we look so much alike you'd think she was my daughter but she is DEFINITELY not! Trust me I wish I could claim her, but I am WAY to young to have a 6yr old. Below is a recent shot of us...
So you now you know a little more about my sibs and hopefully they wont be too upset with me for using some pics without their permission, lol. Each of them has taught me something different and each I look up to in a different way, even little Chey. I like to believe that they helped shape the person I am today and their guidance has proven fruitful time and time again. If ya'll happen to be reading this, I love you and you dont know how much I wish Texas was closer to California, Colorado, and Nevada...
Hope you enjoyed my story that took me literally days to write.... see ya on tha flip side homies :)
