What I forgot, you don't know!

Today started with my mom yelling, "Lauren!" Which she normally
reserves for later in the day, but basically our conversation was,
"Get the fuck up and help me." Which entitled an amazing trip to Party
City (including a light-up green feather bow), and too many hours at ShopRite to recap. I may have scrubbed the kitchen floor on my knees, i don't even remember anymore. Anyway...
eventually we 'party,' which basically means my parents and three oftheir closest friends get drunk, and my grandpa talks about his life.A certain bff of my mom may be passed out on the living-room love seat. Anyway LK came over to experience the rediculousness that is my
life. She's writing in burgundy because that's the color of the wine (blood from previous stabbing) stain in her car.

A certain bff of LP's mom is definitely passed out on the living room
(no hyphen, LP) love seat as we speak. Anyway, LP was like 'Hey, so my
parents are having people over for dinner, you probably don't want to
come...' but she's crazy because it has been one of my personal
short-term goals to meet her dad after reading about him on her blog.
So we drank some beer and had a delicious corned beef and
cabbage/potatoes/carrots dinner and stuff and it was great fun. BUT,
what LP neglected to mention was how unbelievably amazing and
hilarious Papou is. Papou is 91, sharp as a tack, and just adorable.
He told us great stories about his days as an actor and meeting some
archbishop or something (I don't know, the Greeks are confusing), and
then yelled at LP's parents' friend who claimed to know some Greek,
"What I forgot, you don't know!" Also, I met Harvey (LOVE!), and saw
LP's hot tub and gazebo, all in all a really great night.

We have a gazebo because my dad needs a place to hide from my mom when she's doing things (on a rampage). If my mom's doing things, you are too. Anyway my family's pretty crazy, but you gotta love them, and Popou is one in a million. There's nothing quite like St.Patty's day with the folks. I guarentee you they're more interesting then your local Irish pub.

Happy St. P's day!!