so, last night we went to mythic for mousie's birthday party. i got to pet all three cats of the house, and one of the small children spent a while in my lap. also, we brought chocolate chip cookies. mmmm.
this morning, i got up unreasonably early (745am! on a weekend! without an alarm!) and we went to the waffle party hosted by the jla. yummy yummy waffles. i had mine with butter and brown sugar, which was surprisingly wonderful.
then, a wee (ahem) bit of book shopping, and then off to the go away beth and joe party, at beth and joe's house. saw many people we knew, including the aforementioned small child and her seester.
grabbed dinner at holy land, and then came home and watched monster house.
sort of a slow, mopey afternoon for me; dinner helped. still a little slow and a little mopey, but astropop and conversations with people i like are continuing to help.
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This has nothing to do with this post, but what's your connection to the Motherland? I haven't flown to Novosibirsk by myself, but I've plenty of other adventures in Russia. Russian language was my major in college, and I lived and worked there for some time after college.
i took a semester of russian in college, and may take some again in the future. in addition, my dad has been going to russia to teach college or do consulting every year or two for the past ten years.
how i got to russia: in fall of 2000, my dad got very sick. (the angioplasty didn't go as smoothly as they were hoping.) i decided, while he was still in the hospital, that if he pulled through, the next time he was going to russia, i was going to go too, darn it. (he'd been saying, to my sister and i, "you girls should come with me some day!") so, he pulled through, and i think not summer 2001 but summer 2002, he went to nsk to teach at nsk state u and then have a week of vacation. i flew out by myself to join him, and then we stayed in nsk for about a week, and we were in moscow for a few days.
i really loved it. i speak virtually no russian (although i learned "voda bez gaza" almost immediately as soda water is *not* my thing!) but i was in places where a lot of people spoke english, and i can read the cyrillic alphabet and there are sooo many cognates. plus, my dad speaks russian. so i didn't die from being unable to buy food or anything.
we're talking about going back perhaps next summer, if the stars align right and everyone has enough vacation time.
What an adventure. I was there in 1991, 1992 and then 1995-96. Haven't been back in ages. Want to go back; it's like home to me. I'm very comfortable there.
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