Thursday, November 5, 2015

My Stepdad Nolan


Nolan. Nolando47. 
I wanted more nicknames but I don't know any.
 
"What?" you may be thinking, "Why is she writing about her stepdad?"
Well, this is why:

Act One Scene One:

(FADE in on a brightly lit living room. Nolando47 and Melissa Ming are seated on a couch. ENTER Addy.)

Addy: Mom! I don't have anything to write my blog about!

Nolando47: Write about me.

Melissa Ming: (simultaneously) Write about Nolan.

(EXIT Addy)


As you can see, I have decided to write about Nolan my stepdad because it is my last resort. My brain is shut down. Boom. Nothing. 

Some facts about Nolan:

He talks like he's from Chicago, because he is from Chicago.

He has seen Chicago the musical.

He eats all our food.

He is intuitive.

He is a city Building Codes Inspector. Wait. That was wrong but his new job is too long to type.

He runs very quickly and he has muscles that don't match his small body type.

He puts way too much stuff in his hair every morning.

His hair is gray, but he's not that old.  
Don't ask me.

I have been informed he is 40 years old. Let's give him a round of applause.

Nolan is my stepdad. Sometimes I wish he was my primary parent instead of my mom. She told me to add that.

Nolan is 5'9! WOW! That's tall!

His hairline is receding more and more every day. 

And now a quote from the man of the hour himself, Nolan Ming:

"The Bears."