Liankacreations

  Another October 20th, another anniversary, another post about the anniversary. I think I will never forget that date. And I will make sure you too, LOL. 11 years ago I crossed the US border. I went through costumes in Los Angeles, California. But it’s a different story *.  Was I afraid? Not really. I thought I knew the English language.  I thought the American lifestyle is similar to the European (meaning good economy, prosperous middle class, stability,1 month vacation, observing religious holidays). I never knew how to pray. We were not taught this in the Soviet Union.  Before my departure from Russia, I prayed the way I could that God/the Universe/Destiny would not interfere with me …at least in the process of getting me ready to move to the US. I didn’t know if Daniel and I would get alone.  I didn’t know what kind of job I was going to have.  I only knew I was adaptable, and had nothing to lose. I also understood that both Daniel and I were taking a ...

I like spending time with my husband, especially because we don't have much of it.  On Wednesday evenings he tells me “see you Friday”. On Thursday mornings he gives me a “have a good day”- kiss. On Thursday evening I give him a “good-night”-kiss. We had a good time together on Friday evening. After he came home from work we had a glass of wine and talked.  What I like about my marriage to Daniel is that we can talk about a lot of things.  On Friday evening, while talking, he showed me a video from Pinterest. I was watching it and started to cry.  Here is a link to a YouTube video. You rather watch it. Hopefully, you’re not going to cry. When I managed to speak again, I told him about the memories that brought tears.  I remembered a time in my previous life when I didn't respect myself. And not because I did something wrong. I’ve just never been good enough for my ex-husband and his family. I felt that I was worthless. Daniel listened to me and said that he alwa...

  If Karen can do it for her dog, I can do it for my husband. You know what? Remove the sucking tick! November 1st. Evening. Waiting for frost, we picked tomatoes, managed before the dark, picked up all of them, even green ones.  Three hours later, I was pulling the tick out of Daniel with my bare hands, praying that he comes out completely. The removal of the tick was successful. And what to do with it now? Daniel said: in the toilet. In Russia, there are special medical centers in the summer, where you can bring a tick and test your blood for diseases. Of course, by November they are closed to be reopened in the spring during the tick-borne activity season. Daniel rightly believes that the ticks season is over in New Bedford. But apparently the ticks do not agree with this and feel comfortable in our yard. By the way, the expected frosts were not so cold, only 30°F. So, please, be careful when working in the yard.

  On Sunday (Sept 17th) my colleagues and I went to Plymouth. You won't believe why? To drink tea out! Moreover, a former colleague who conceived and found a café could not go at the last moment. Plymouth* is a tourist town 40-50 minutes drive from New Bedford. Daniel and I have been there 3-4 times for sure. 2015 Usually in small tourist towns, shops, cafes and restaurants are located on the first floors of buildings on the main street(s).  Parking is not easy to find. This is probably what keeps me away from traveling around the area on my own. Shelly's tea room is the name of the cafe. There is also a shop where you can buy loose tea (expensive, but in tourist places it is always so) and souvenirs. The owners are English. They offer tea (100 types) and scones . Everything is edible, but it's not very interesting for me. The most interesting thing was the world map on the wall. On this map, visitors use flags to mark where they are from. I couldn't resist and noted To...

  There are elections in Russia, an earthquake in Morocco, and a 86° F  heat wave in New Bedford, the repair of the bridge, which lasted 16 months, was completed in Tomsk, and 75 years of the DPRK. And so,  -Voting is taking place in Russia (from 8 to 10 September) in 85 regions, including the DPR, the LPR, the Kherson region (territories temporarily occupied by Russia). Citizens elect governors, deputies of legislative assemblies and even a mayor somewhere. In the city of Gelendzhik, it was not without a curiosity: Two election observers were handed summonses to the military enlistment office right at the polling station. Deputy of the Krasnodar Duma Alexander Safronov called the events intimidation of observers. The deputy attached photos of the summonses, in which observers Igor Ogorodnikov and Alexey Lobanov were instructed to appear to “clarify personal data”. The military enlistment office of Gelendzhik categorically denied issuing subpoenas. Well, who do we believe...

  It dawned on me today, but I'll start from afar. In Russia, you can often hear the expression: “if you do not love yourself, no one will love you”. Everything is clear to me here, everything is according to the Law of Attraction of the Universe. Absolutely in any country in the world there are women who take care of themselves very carefully, those who dress with taste (in accordance with their budget), carefully think over their look, see a hairdresser, paint their nails with nail polish, etc, and others who are not very worried about their appearance. 2013, Tomsk  10 years ago I was the 1st type of woman. 10 years later, I became “different”, only my accent remained the same. 😼 It's not that I don't care about my appearance at all, but I haven't used nail polish for the entire month!   The problem is the lack of free time. Yes, yes, I know, if you want something, you'll find the time, and if you don't want it, an excuse. In defense of myself, I want to say ...

  I heard Crackle’s barking when I just pulled into our parking lot. He is really happy to see me home. He knows in the afternoon he can get a little bit more attention from me.  In the morning my goal is to feed the dog and put him outside a few times to do his business. Daniel usually gets Crackle in the house around the time I arrive. So I can peacefully enter. You should have seen my entrance that day.  I don’t know what words to use, you help me… I had my purse (not big, light color, for summer), a big laptop bag (I needed to use my computer at work), a tote (where I had my coffee cup, charger, sweater, notebook, and a few other things), a small bag with knitting (it didn’t fit in the tote, but I needed it for work), and my lunch bag. Can you imagine what I looked like? In Russia we call it a camel. (Because Camels are very often used as porters).  Eventually I made it through the gate, kissed Crackle on the forehead, and kissed my husband. Then I asked him: wil...