During the game I was reminded of my ancestry and felt a little pity on Greece. My Greanie Helen was Greek. I hardly knew her because she passed when I was just a tot. However, I knew her 3 sisters well. Aunt V, Effie, and Earlie. They were a riot. SO MUCH FUN. I love them dearly and have very fond memories of them; playing cards, doing black magic, reading our palms. My first cigarette came from Aunt Effie's stash. I could never inhale, just puffs.
It's to bad they lived in NH and us FL and our times together were limited. I do admire them, and I like to think I have some of their Greek blood in me. I'd love to visit Greece one day. Now back to futbol!
Trying to get comfortable on the couch..... Mati let out a squeal.
Now we got it right. Pobre Mati, he takes a lot from the girls in his life.
The kids also ate cold hotdogs and greenbeans. I wasn't about to miss a goal to heat them up. I don't have a microwave; heating is not as simple as 123 start.
I think I'll serve them cold food for now on though cause they ate well!
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