Dec 29, 2006 18:18
Happy Christmas all!
SO as you very well probably don't know every year I go to visit the OTHER grandparents. Now, I say that with a tone of infamy due to the fact that my grandfather is a paranoid skitzophrenic with parkinsons and my grandmother has altzeimers. So it's all go at the Spilka sr. household! My didi went to go get chairs, however due to his parkinsons, an inch and a half of dust collected as he walked toward the diningroom. Aislinn and I wound up getting chairs, but he didnt' seem to notice.
When we finally got settled, we kept telling didi to sit and he wanted eggnog. So he tells Nikolai, top shelf! However, no such luck...there is no eggnog to be had in the fridge. So Didi tells Baba it's in the pantry. Now we're all wondering why the hell eggnog would be in the pantry and Daddy was chewing that it would go bad if it were kept int he pantry. Baba was getting upset because no one would let her look. But she forgot after a minute and a half.
Then Didi rabbited on about Baba misplacing 1000$ however, you guessed it, paranoid skitzophrenic, no 1000$ ever existed. Isn't mental hilarity a barrel of laughs? (For those of you not savy with Family guy season 4, Mental hilarity is their term for the crazy people. Other terms consist of Loons, Coconuts, and the French).
Now, I happen to be one of 3 people my Baba and Didi remember. As such, I often get such phrases as: "Alishka you so beautiful! When you find nice Ukrainian boy?" Or "Alishka, you're a good Ukrainian girl!" or my favorite "Alishka when you get married?" So this time my Didi asks me if I have a boyfriend ,which I proudly proclaim that I do, and that he was a good east-european boy. Then my brother, with all the tact of a freight train run by drunken monkeys quips up "Yeah a dirty gypsy!" well I froze mid sentence and all I heard was Baba and Didi saying "What...?" Now I was hoping it was because they didn't understand but Baba was laughing and saying "Oh Nikolai! Gypsy! Ha!" So i'm assuming they thought it was a joke. Oh was I mad. I'd like to state here and now that Romanians are not gypsies...and it's like calling a Ukrainian a Russian, it's just not done. Anyway after the whole visit my Didi takes me by the hands and asks me how my mother is and i'm like "oh...she's fine didi...she's right over there too."
Anyway, So that was my trip to my grandparents house for the year. As you can see...it's quite interesting...and much like christmas, only happens but once a year.