13 Signs You Know You're From A Greek Family

13 Signs You Know You're From A Greek Family

It's all Greek to me.

No one does it better than the Greeks and you can certainly attest to that. We're loud and crazy and there isn't anyone prouder than our ethnicity. Whether you are Greek or not, you are definitely going to want to be after this.

1. You converse in Greek in public to exclude others from hearing.

Since I was little the word akrivós was known to me. One of the best things about being Greek is being able to talk in public without others actually understanding what you are saying -- especially when it comes to avoiding awkward conversations about the cost of things.

2. Your hair is one shade, pure black.

I'm not just talking about the hair on your head either. No matter what you do, your hair will always be more noticeable and darker than everyone else's. You can't hide it -- you could wax it, but at this point you might as well just embrace it.

3. You have many superstitions.

From not clipping your finger nails on Sundays to wearing the evil eye for protection, you have a few superstitions passed down through the family. As silly as they might seem, you obey them like it's another religion.

4. You celebrate New Year's Day more than the average person.

Most Americans look forward to New Years as a time to party and use the excuse of a new beginning to do so. New year, new me, am I right? While the rest of the population is sleeping in and trying to cure a hangover on January 1st, you are in the kitchen getting ready for brunch.

5. It's a huge deal if you get the quarter in Vassilopita on New Years.

No one can quite understand this unless you're Greek. Just like New Orleans has a baby in the King Cake, New Years Day is a competition to get the quarter. Getting the quarter means you will have good luck for the rest of the year. It's all fun and games until you forget to look for it before you eat and take a bite of metal.

6. You have a different Easter than everyone else.

In my family, we celebrate both Greek Easter and regular Easter which makes it all the more interesting. Personally, us Greeks do it better. With dyed red eggs instead of the silly neon colors and going around the table cracking them, it's a day to celebrate Christ's resurrection but also loads of fun. Don't be fooled, there is certainly an element of family competition when it comes to the egg cracking.

7. Desserts galore, need I say more?

Baklava, Kourabiedes, Loukoumades, Koulourakia -- I could go on for days. You always have to be in check of your weight because you consume at least half of it in these sweets.

8. Yiayia is your biggest critic.

From what you look like to what you do, you can count on her input. Forget the devil and angel on your shoulders, you have Yiayia for that. Oh buh boh!

9. You can never find a Happy Grandparent's Day card.

Walking through Hallmark just becomes more monotonous each time. You never find a card for Yiayia and Papou and at this rate you should give up and make your own.

10. You always have someone praying for you.

At this point you don't need to go to church yourself because everyone else has it covered for you. You know you always have God on your side and He is probably a little annoyed with all the prayers being sent for you.

11. Your love interest is a family ordeal.

For all my Greek girls out there, you know any boy you bring home will get the third degree. At this point it;s just better if you keep your love life on the DL because your family will be more interested in him than you are.

12. Everyone in the Greek community knows about your life.

Whether you know the person or not, they definitely know you. Your relatives are the proudest people there are and you'll be surprised that many strangers know more about you than you do yourself.

13. You cannot wait for "My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2" to come out.

This is a big moment. It's not just a usual movie premiere and you cannot wait to be part of the Portokalos life again. Opa!

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There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

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Blood Doesn't Determine Family

Blended families are just as much of a family as a traditional one.


If you look above, you can see that have a very large family on my mother's side. Between my grandparents, aunts and uncle, cousins and my own immediate family, we're at thirty-three members and counting. All branches of our family tree have busy lives, so we don't get to see each other as much as often as we would hope to. Christmas is the one time a year where we all finally get together for the evening. If you sat in on our holiday party, you may think that we have a couple screws loose, but there is no doubt that you would be able to feel the love radiating from room to room.

If you look at the picture I chose for my header, you can see all of the cousins gathered for our yearly picture. Dysfunctional, of course, but you can tell that love is there. Would it surprise you that out of our entire huge family, less than half of us are blood-related?

I come from a blended family, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Blood does not determine family to us. Love does.

Divorce can be a messy thing, especially when children are involved. Both my aunt and uncle had remarried into relationships that already had children. For the most part, none of us can really ever remember a time when we weren't considered family. We don't ever look at each other as not being related. We never will. Family to us is the love and support that is shared unconditionally between us.

As I said, you would never be able to tell we weren't blood-related unless I told you. Not only do we all look similar to one another (which again is odd, because if the marriages had never taken place, we would just have a ton of doppelgangers running around), but the love and passion that we radiate is unmistakable that we have a bond that will never be broken, let alone determined by biology.

Blended families tend to get a bad rap sometimes from some of the horror stories that can come from second marriages. Not only that, but some people still are stuck in the idea that the only socially acceptable type of family is one where the lineage is clear and concise. Although I can see where these people come from, I don't believe that because there is a lack of shared genetics between all of us, our love is any less strong.

Family is those who will answer a call or text late at night because you need someone to talk to. They're the ones that you end up staying at their house and talking for hours when you meant to make a quick trip in. They are there for you no matter the situation and always believe in you one hundred percent.

Traditional families have a lot of love too, undoubtedly. But please, do not tell me that my family is any less of a family of a family because of its makeup. We have just as much love between us as families with the same bloodline. Blood does not determine the amount of love and affection between all of us. It never will. We will love each other as much as a traditional family. We never look at each other as a mixed family, so please stop treating us as such.

I've said it so many times, but I'll remind you once more. Blood does not determine family, love does-- and I love my family more than life itself.

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