Sunday, July 17, 2011
Today I ventured out to the mall with all 4 children and for the first time NO STROLLER was needed. This was just heartbreaking and I had no where to put my drink or all their drinks or their pretzels! I had no where to put our shopping bags and we had to carry everything! We stayed at the mall for 4 hours! Some of you might say I am so not smart to do something like this, why? do this do yourself. And at one moment today I thought the same thing. I wish I snapped this picture that I think might stay with me mentally for years to come. Picture it, Mall 2011, Love Culture is calling my name (hadn't been there yet). Shopping in this crazy environment with four crazy children. Zoe is walking around whining loudly how she wants to buy her someting...Niko is jumping up and down to see how loud he can make his flip flops sound, Loukas is crawling under the clothes to hide, and Athena is just too tired to do much but look completely lost and run into the million racks stacked so closely together! I should of left by now, but I had to try on these sparkly heels. Which then led to Niko trying some on as well and Zoe still whining I need to buy her someting. I should have left now, but no I spotted a couple dresses I feel should be tried on with all four children. So I yell over the loud music and gather them into this tiny dressing room. They all insist on coming inside. I am naked trying on dresses and I look down into four faces covered in cinnamon and sugar, red tongues from the strawberry lemonade they are sharing and fighting over loudly and splatting everywhere on the white walls of the dressing room. And I am trying to look at myself wondering if this dress makes me look fat! I just stopped and giggled to myself and cherished this most ridiculous idea I had of spending the day shopping at the mall. I should of left but I didn't. I tried on 10 more dresses at Macy's and purchased shoes from there too. We went on to meet Greg Townsend from the Raiders at the Raider store, back-to-school shopping at the GAP, and see's candy stop, and three bathroom runs. Yes, four hours at the mall today with no stroller. The kids and I had a blast laughing the whole day! A memory that will not soon be forgotten! Go to the mall today...I dare you! HA!
Friday, July 1, 2011
44 years ago today, my dad and mom were married here in Fresno California at the First Covenant Church on Tulare and Divisadaro. They met in Greece and were engaged there. My mom then traveled with her soon-to-be mother-in-law to travel to the USA. My dad had to stay behind and finish out his Army duties. She never spent a night away from home, and here Stella was traveling to a far off country where the only word she knew was "Hello". It was on that flight where she traveled with Popi, a young bride off to meet her husband in the big USA. Since that day, those two have remained best friends. Back to the wedding, my mom went to the hairdressers alone, her parents couldn't afford to come, borrowed her dressed, the church lent them a car to travel to their honeymoon in good old Los Banos-their first night was at what we now know as The Budget Inn and then off to Carmel. (My dad did make up this honeymoon the following year to Hawaii!) They have been through thick and thin and still remain by each other's side. From Madison street (they lived next door to my Dad's mom) to Ridgeview Avenue, they have been through it all. From struggling to get pregnant for 10 years and then adopting from Greece to three kids and our car accidents, our tears, our joys, our schooling through private schools, public schools, private again, college, weddings, grandbabies, illnesses and losses. My dad LOVES my mom. Takes care of her everyday. In sickness and in health, my dad embodies this in its entirety. For richer or poorer...my mom stuck through my dad starting his business from scratch, a tough task for an immigrant with a heavy accent, where the City of Fresno wouldn't give him job because of it. Has provided for her for everything. She never wanted, she always had more than she needed. My dad is the best husband and father a girl could ever ask for. My mom took care of my dad, always putting him first (a difficult task with three children), always had dinner on the table, a clean house, 30 ironed shirts-my dad wore a suit and tie daily-he never laundered his shirts, lunches packed for every kid and her husband everyday, we were always clean, well dressed, and well fed. There was not better wife and mother than my mother. And it saddens me so to see her now and what this disease has made of her. I love my parents and I love their marriage. My mom always said she was the boss of the house and my dad was the boss of his job. He gave her a pay check every two weeks to take care of everything in the house and she did. They have had a beautiful life and I hope my marriage will be as great. Love you mom and dad, Happy 44th Anniversary! I love you to the moon and back.