Family Friends Love.

This weekend, the whole family is packing up, and flying to North Carolina for a family wedding. We are all so very excited. Will update with outfits later!

Dream House.

My version of my dream house. As of now.

 

  

 

 

Mr. and Mrs. Smith. <3 Oh the beauty....

Addiction.

I have an addiction to handbags. But I'm not the only one of the 7some. So today, we went on the prowl for handbags.

I took a long lunch from work, and by long lunch, I mean I didn't go back. (Love ya Dad!) We met up at the local Starbucks, and went on the hunt. Our mission? Find an adorable bag, for Summer, for under $400. We definitely succeeded.

Here are all of our bags:

Zoe:

Hype "Noemie" Bag-$295.00

Eva:

Nine West Agnes Croco Medium Flap Bag-$89.00

Sofia:

 

B. Makowsky Los Angeles Metallic Tote-$288.00 

Natalie:

 

Dooney & Bourke "Buffalo"-$235.00

Tara:

 

Dooney & Bourke "Chiara"-$345.00

Angeline:

 

Michael Kors "Beverly"-$368.00

Me:

 

Michael Kors "Tribal Zebra"-$398.00

All from Macy's. Of course I bought the most expensive one. Thanks Daddy!

Yay! Aren't they all adorable? What's your favorite one?

Tonight I'm going over to dinner at my parents, and I get to kiss cheeks of all my little nephews. :) Which always makes me excited. While out today I picked them all up little outfits. Including matching 4th of July outfits. Thea loves you boys! :)

Hillarious.

I love Jon + Kate Plus 8, but I have to show you these. They are way too funny not to post. I died of laughing. Tears were streaming down my face. So funny.

RHONJ

So the Real Housewives of New Jersey is on, and it's really great to watch it. However. I won't be commenting on it because well..I live where these girls live. We live in the same county. I see them around town, and I saw the cameras too. I'd like to think I'm above making comments about other people like that. I am a huge fan though, and definitely DVR it. :)

I will say the one everyone thinks is crazy. Really is. :)

Me + Bugs = No No

Do you want to know something about me? I live by myself. But 2 of my brothers live in the same condo complex. If I see a spider, bug, or something I think is gross---I call one of them to come over and kill it, get rid of it, dispose of it, I don't care what they do with it. And they do.

I'm loved.

Apollo.

My boy is growing up so fast. Oh my goodness! He is weighing in at a whopping 3 pounds! Wow! He's good in health. He only needed one shot. And he didn't yap at all.

Look how cute he is. He loves his Mama so much.

And because he was such a good boy at the visit, we went shopping for him. Three shirts and two bathing suits later.

^^^Note to Dad---do NOT read the above sentence. I would never dress the manly grandson you have in outfits. Never ever. Ever. Please remember I am your only girl. And your baby.^^^

What's in a name?

My spray tan went lovely. I'm the perfect shade of caramel as far as I'm concerned. Ahhhhh victory!

Anyways, I've gotten comments about my name on this blog, my 20SB page, and in real life.

My name is Lia. Not Leah. It's lie-uh. I know sounds like LIAR! But. It's Greek. And at least it's not Atreus. (Haha. I <3 you big brother.) It means "Bringer of Good News" :) That's why you should be my friend.

My middle name is Arieana. Which is said like "Are-e-n-uh". It means "silver".

And then my last name. Is so Greek it would have smacked ya in the face. It's 12 letters and more than anyone should have to learn.

In other news, Apollo has a vet appointment tomorrow. And because today was a ridic hard day at work with the fam, I'm so excited to have an excuse to not go there tomorrow. YAY! (Sorry Dad...it's not you. It's totally the rest. Haha.)

Chachi and the texts

There's no such thing as 'dating' according to my family. No seriously, there's not. I'd say I'm a cute girl. I'd say I have a lot to offer a guy. But I have to tell you...having 4 older brothers and my parents and my uncles and aunts and friends and... well, you get the idea. But anyways, there's really not. On the odd chance I go on a date and have a *gasp* relationship it's someone who knows our family. Makes for awkward reunions once we break up...

Anyways, I wanted to tell a story about my last semi-serious relationship. We will call him Chachi. :) Chachi was a winner I thought. So cute. Such a good guy. Surprise flowers all the time. Family loved him. He was a great guy. Pretty close to his mother, which could be a pain, but he's a Good Greek Boy. (aka a GGB according to the 7some). We were together for 8 months. Have known eachother forever. And looooved spending time together. We ended up growing apart. But I was sure things would work out again...

Well Chachi sent me a text message last night, it went like this:

Chachi: hey what up
Me: hey! long time no talk, how are you?
Chachi: im good. busy. r u going to greek fest 2night?
Me: yeah, me and the 7some were planning on it (No, I really do say 7some often. Seriously.)
Chachi: i'd luv to see u. ive been missin u.
Me: is that so?
Chachi: wear my favorite jeans i wanna see u
Me: oh yeah? well we'll see. ;)
Chachi: my girl is working 2night. so im free.
Me: .....

End Convo.

I swear....I pick winners.

Spray Tan

I spray tanned today. I have to wait 8 hours before getting a teeny bit wet. Or I look like this:

 

Oh crap.

Worship & Sun.

Today is a beautiful day. And although I'm busy later. Right now, I'm putting on my iPod to a worship playlist and going to lay in the sun.

Enjoy your day!

Opa!

Greek Festival.

This weekend is our church's Greek Festival. It happens every year. Every year the 7some and I get decked out in our best Greek Gear and get on with the party. It's Friday, Saturday and Sunday after church. Friday night and Sunday night are the time to be there.

Few shots of Ouzo and we are good to go! Opa!

Opa!

Who am I?

I'm Lia. I'm 23. I'm going to be 24 on August 9th. I'm most defined by my heritage. I'm Greek. If that raises any red flags, it should. I'm single. I work in the family business as phoneanswerer/partyplanner/peopledealer/billpaying/officemanager. I am one of 5 children. I am the only girl. And I happen to be the baby. I have 4 older, protective, pain in the butt brothers. We are all 2 years apart. I have a mother and a father who are still married. I am a thea. Which is Aunt in Greek. I have 4 nephews. I have a chihuahua, Apollo, who is my whole life. He has a sister named, Artemis. And their father is named Zeus. Yes my family is that proud of our culture and heritage that we have a family of dogs named after Greek Gods. Olympian ones at that. I have a last name that is 13 letters long. There goes that Greek again. I'm single. And expected to marry a Greek. So I can make Greek babies. (Quoted from My Big Fat Greek Wedding.) I like to write. I started a blog to document the best years of my life. I have a group of 6 girlfriends plus me, who have been my life long friends and aren't going anywhere. We are the fierce 7some. We always laugh at that name. I am the 7th out of the group to get a blog. None of us are married. Or have babies. I live in Jersey. Don't judge me as a Jersey Girl though. The 7 of us go to the Jersey Shore every weekend in the summer. I don't have an obnoxious accent. But I am very loud. I went to college. I hated it. I want to get a real estate license. I love pink. I love shopping. I love to get my hair done and my nails. I'm an all around girly girl because I was the only one in the family. My main family consists of 9 uncles and 5 aunts. I have uncountable cousins. I am the youngest out of all. I was raised as a Greek Orthodox. We still go to church every Sunday morning as a family. Even though none of us live at home. We all live within 10 minute car drive of each other. Two of my brothers live in the same condo complex as I do. One is married with a wife, 1 boy and a home And the other is married with a wife, 3 boys and a home. When you put my whole family together you'd think a tornado hit. We are all loud. And obnoxious. We yell Opa and take shots of Ouzo. We really are the Greek family you think of from movies like My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Welcome to my life. Opa!