Read the title.
That says it all.
May I add, that the seven of us siblings are crazy and neurotic and quite proud of it.
I won't bore everyone with paragraphs of description, so here are shorts that can only describe my experience:
- Pops is from Chihuahua, Ma is 2nd generation Mex-Am.
- Poor, but we could afford Cable and money for the basket that goes around in church, go figure. And Church's Chicken after church, (Oh the irony!).
- Musicians - we all played an instrument, I was first chair flute in 6th grade YEAH! I made all- region later, ha. Mom wouldn't let me be a flag girl, my true calling.
- Raised with that Mexican GUILT of never leave your family (well I left anyway).
- We scream at each other even if we're two feet away.
- BBQ's are fun. And alcoholic.
- Being poor made us VERY creative in self-entertainment, this is resulting in the current novel/screenplay I am writing.
- Raised Roman Catholic ENUF SAID. The 'rents STILL go to church every freakin' Sunday, bless their hearts.
