My name is Eleni and I like to consider myself a writer for my school. Zero of my assignments articles have been published, but all of them have been read and graded by my teachers. I have been working in this field since approximately kindergarten, and they say ten years of practice makes you an expert-it’s been about sixteen for me. Make what you want of it, but I’m just sayin’…
I feel like I’ve been ripped off in the blogging world because I don’t have kids that give me endless writing material, so I can’t join the circle of successful “mommy bloggers.” Perhaps if I categorize my blog as an “I have a mommy” blog, they might open the gates to their blog heaven and let me in.
Except this isn’t a blog about having a mommy. I am the oldest of 4 children. As a young girl I was incredibly cautious. I have a whole list of things I refused to participate in and do based on safety factors. I was not the most fun kid. At birthday parties I was not part of the “games are so fun” crowd and I was definitely not part of the “Woooooo! Time for the piñata!!!” crowd. I remember one party where we played Pin the Tail on the Donkey and I was flatly not going to have anything to do with it. Shove me, blinded by a bandana and spun to delirium, with no caution or apparent direction, into a cluster of tender skinned kids with a sharp pin in my hand while everyone hovers and screams at me…this is about where my recessive autism gene kicks in. I was not having it. And that’s how it is with me. I am a very careful chick. No surprises or failures for me. You can have them. Oh, and I do not have autism.
Never one to follow along mindlessly, I have refused to punch a clock to earn money. I have created a cake pop business, tutor children with special needs, and have even stuffed envelopes for a real estate tycoon. Now I’m a blogger.
I’m also a college student studying psychology. The human mind and all it’s warpings fascinate me. I love to explore what drives individuals to perceive and respond to the world the way they do. I love laughing at the absurdity of human nature. I love that I have a family filled with harmless nut cakes. I am Greek and Armenian and either one of those cultures on their own can own a room, but put the two together and you get a mighty powerful elixir. I feel very lucky to be born in the family I’m in. Like most ethnic families we are proud, loving, tight, nosey, opinionated, food loving, bound by tradition and rituals, and slightly stark raving mad.
I hope to chronicle the experiences of my family and the world in which we revolve within. I hope to foster my blog with these experiences and show how there is a little madness in all of us. It’s a harmless thing and even though we all whirl through a world that can seem intimidating and utterly mad…we are all really just getting by in the best way we can. Some are luckier that others in their native ability to blossom through adversity. Others struggle so painfully that we can hardly watch. I hope to bridge those two worlds through my own experiences. And I hope to make us all laugh over the manner in which I do it.