#9

The Ellison Family

My mother, Terrie, and my father, Mike, are in their 18th year of marriage. I am their only child. Though we don't eat dinner as a family regularly, or take family vacations, the three of us have a pretty good relationship with one another. One thing that I find strange about my mother is the fact that she grew up just down the street from where we live now, yet she has one of the most southern accents I've ever heard. For example, she pronounces the word 'wash' as 'worsh', and the word 'one' as 'own'. One quirk about my father is that he is majorly obsessed with Indiana Jones. In our living room there is a life-size statue of Indiana Jones. He has crafted various artifacts fromo the movie series out of things like clay and cardboard. I can't even try to count the number of fedoras (the type of hat "Indy" wears) he owns. My parents relationship with each other, is basically normal. They hug and are affectionate toward each other. They spend time with one another. Of course there is the occasional argument here and there.
Also there is my grandmother, Margie. Margie is what I call her. We have the best relationship of all. She is my mother's stepmother, yet the two of us are more alike than my mother and I. I try to be sure I take her out to dinner at least once a week. Ever since my grandfather, her husband, died, the two of us have gotten closer than ever. I feel like I can tell her anything. But have you ever heard of those old ladies, often referred to as "crazy cat ladies"? Well.. meet Margie. She's less crazy, more just.. cat lady. You can hardly ever see her without one of her many cat-affiliated sweatshirts. She has many cats at home, and she also goes out every morning to help feed feral cats and dogs around her neighborhood. But hey, you do what you like, and you like what you do.