Liankacreations

  We took off in Daniel's truck in the morning.  My lipstick fell between my seat and the door. My husband asked, "What's that?" I replied, “it's my lipstick, you see, sometimes I remember that I'm a woman”. Daniel laughed, he said he needs to memorize that quote.  And I need to remember it too, so that I can write it in my blog. Sunday March 17th was rich in events.  First we did our taxes. If you live in the United States, you know how important this is. Another event was the New Bedford Half Marathon.  So, we had to figure out our route to H & R Block in Fairhaven and back through the blocked streets.  In Russia, there were presidential elections and the last day of Maslenitsa (sort of pagan holiday). If you watch the news, Russian officials have announced that 77% of the population came to vote and 88% of them voted for Putin.  My sister said she and some people she talked to also voted for him.  On official TV they say only about Putin’s ...

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...

  Very soon, literally tomorrow, all men in Russia will congratulate their wives, daughters, mothers, and colleagues on International Women's Day. They will buy flowers, sweets and what they have enough money for… also they will try to pay attention to their women and do some housework for/instead of them. Only one day a year! Social networks will be full of pictures of women with flowers. Since after the October revolution of 1917, this holiday has been celebrated mainly in socialist countries. The Chinese Communists have celebrated it since 1922, and the Spanish Communists from 1936. The Republic of China (founded on October 1, 1949) proclaimed that Chinese women work half of a day on March 8 th . History I have to admit that initially this holiday appeared not as a day of honoring the “fair sex”, but as a day of revolutionary women. On March 8, 1857 women working at clothing and textile factories in New York, USA, took part in a protest. They fought against inhumane working cond...

  Sometimes I feel like just being a woman is an alibi. Today I went to “Autozone” to get new wipers. First, I called them to make sure they had my type and that they could install them for me. I actually did it once when I had my little Yaris. Back then I was happy to rescue my husband from working on my car in the cold (the day was really cold). A few years passed by and I forgot. Thank God I have a husband who reminded me. He knows that men in general and men mechanics/auto parts sellers underestimate women’s abilities or/and knowledge.  So my question about installing just purchased wipers was not unexpected at all. The wipers were installed and I was happy to return home, before work. However, at work, my female colleague was surprised. I remember how a few years ago she installed her new wipes on her own. The thing is, she is very smart. She can do so many different things that not every man can do. She learns a lot with YouTube and/or the Internet and does it. ...

  It finally happened - a trail walk with a dog, all together, like a family.  If you know me, you know that I own a barking dog. Moreover, he uses his barking talent mainly in the car. Therefore, we, or rather I, take him in the car only if absolutely necessary - to the vet or to a shelter. And yes, sometimes I take him for a ride with me. We planned a family walk to the forest on January 1st. The trip did not happen. Daniel couldn't stand Crackle's barking, especially in the enclosed space of the car. It's really loud. What happened on Sunday? Or rather, how did it happen? Two calm down dog treat-pills, my patience of a saint  and two different cars. And voila! The three of us are in the forest, well, not counting the rest of the walkers. The pills didn't help. Maybe they should have been fed to the dog earlier, maybe more of them... even making a stop in the park and a short walk didn't help. It took us a while to find the right place where we wanted to walk.  Th...

  I already thought that winter was over. But no, Tuesday's snowstorm is a great example of New England's tricky winter. The employer announced a “snow day".  A day at home in bad weather is the best time to write a post. But apparently not for me… I have a friend who is constantly worried about something. According to her husband, “worry” is her second name. I think I have something similar. At first, I was worried whether they would declare a “snow day” or not*. Then I was worried about how I would get to the hospital (it was my annual)....in the snow. When I returned home, I was worried if we would have time to clear the sidewalk  of snow before it starts to freeze onto the asphalt. I could continue this list, but I won't. All these worries greatly affect my mood and motivation. I'm even afraid to think about how many things I haven't done. I don't know how to deal with worrying, I'm not a psychologist. The plans are to continue reading the book “How...

  What is your personal record for early drinking? Do you have one?  I, actually, WE made a record yesterday. Ready for this? Before 8 am. This may sound crazy, but the world itself is kind of crazy now. The story is  Sunday morning, our routine grocery shopping. Route 6 in Dartmouth, near BJ’s gas station. An empty road. We waited for the green light. We started to cross the road. All of a sudden I saw a car flying into my Buick. I stopped. The flying car also stopped, likely the driver managed to turn his car to the left and avoided the car's damage.  …. Once my husband told me that Russian truck drivers are very bad drivers. I asked why he got that impression. He said that there are a lot of videos on YouTube, and mostly from Russians. Well, there are a lot of videos just because Russians use dash cameras in their vehicles, and they post them online.  I am Russian too. I have been using a dash cam since we bought the Yaris (my first little car).  Here is...