Update: I Found Demetri

Now, don't get too excited when you read the title of this entry. To those who are reading and don't know about Demetri, he is the fictional Greek boy that my grandfather made up to give me a hard time. As we all know (which now is caused by my name's meaning), dating is not really my strongpoint. My family has high hopes that I will find a Greek lover and bring him back to the states. (Only jokingly, of course..) A few days before I came, my grandpa called me, using what was supposed to be a Greek accent, and pretended to be "Demetri", the Greek boy of my dreams who was awaiting my arrival.

Since then, questions on whether or not I have come across Demetri have been posed. I did meet Demetri. He is cute. He has an adorable voice. Dark hair. Tan complexion...and he is...

Six years old. Yes-- the young son of our cook, Demetri is every bit as adorable as I thought he would be. When I met him, I laughed at the irony and humor in my life. I know Demetri is probably a fairly common name here, but really--my life is humorous. So, yes, family and friends-- Demetri has been found. And I have a feeling we will become pals.