Category Archives: The Funny Thing About Family Is That You'll Always Be Related

by kellyanncarroll | October 19, 2010 · 8:29 am

I Think My Parents Have Reached Senior Citizen Status

This could be a very serious warning sign.

You know when people get old and they start to acquire these little quirks, like when my grandparents would pocket-dial us from their cell phone and leave 10 messages that consisted mainly of them talking about Shingles cream and bologna sandwiches? Or like when the dad in My Big Fat Greek Wedding uses Windex to cure everything?

Well, I guess my parents have finally reached senior citizen status because they’ve found their weird quirk: toothpaste hoarding.

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by kellyanncarroll | October 18, 2010 · 8:35 am

Matt and Debbe Sittin’ in a Tree…

In the first of a string of family weddings happening in the next year or so, my cousin Matt got married this past weekend to the lovely Debbe Dickinson at West Point. It was beautiful. The bride wore her grandmother’s dress. The groom wore his full Army dress uniform. Absolutely elegant. Until it hit about noon. Then, as my Uncle George likes to say, things got goofy.

So, weddings in my family, as they are becoming more and more these days, are a weekend-long event. What started Thursday night ended at about 1pm Sunday afternoon, and quite frankly I’m shocked people are still standing. Or going to work. Or are awake.

Friday night we rehearsed dinner, as they say. The Turnbulls rehearsed drinking. And we may have met our match in those Texans, who instead of Coors Light choose straight whiskey. And then put on cowboy boots and dance. It’s amazing. And, if anyone asks, I did not give any 8-year-olds wine. Did not.

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Pumpkins, Wine and Mums: It’s the Fall Experience!

So every year I make the trek out to the North Fork of Long Island on Columbus Day Weekend with every sincerest intention to casually pick pumpkins, buy mums and drink some wine. This is what my mom refers to as the “Fall Experience.” However, the real version of the Fall Experience involves my mom kidnapping whatever friends I’ve invited to join us, driving them to hell and back (which is actually Jamesport to Greenport to Jamesport) in bumper-to-bumper traffic and force-feeding them corn and apple cider. She’s lucky we always seem to have beautiful weather.

This year was no different as we visited Harbes Farms, Raphael Vineyard and the Gabrielsen Greenhouse. Pumpkin count: 47 (of various shapes and sizes). Mum count: oh about 1,000, some of which are still in my car. Wine count: a delicate mixture of whites and reds.

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