You love them; you hate them. However, as the cliché goes you can’t live without them. Whether it’s from the simple birth to the meddling mother, you would not be where you are without your parents.
Now let’s get away from the sappiness of the last few lines and get down to it: The dreaded family get-together. My family LOVES reunions. We probably have three or four a year all arranged by my grandmother. She sets up a full family reunion for each side. This means one large reunion for the Polish side and a separate large reunion for the Greek side. During the down time between these two reunions she sets up “tea parties” for the ladies of the two sides (always separate).
Recently, my grandmother heard of a small get-together being hosted by my aunt for a cousin and her siblings because of moving out of state. Of course my grandmother thinks it is a “swell” idea and immediately informed her sister. From there, the two sisters initiated the family tree of phone calls. This small party which was supposed to be for four people ended up with more than thirty people invited. Needless to say when my aunt found out she had some major crowd control to do and basically uninvited everyone to this random reunion.
Oh the wonderfully quintessential stories of a zany grandmother I have in store for you! You will have to wait to find out more…