Monday, August 11, 2008

Why Must You be Idiots, My Dear Friends



Here is someone who could be me or could be not me. I don't have to say which, it is my parlour here and I could throw you out at will.

I'm ready to argue about the fighing in Georgia, you idiots. Idiots! All, idiots!

My baking has not been up to my worldclass standards, so I blacklisted my last batch of muffins. Nyet, muffins you will not see.

Do you agree, Helen and that other guy who comments sometimes?

Saturday, August 9, 2008

I Am Full of Myself, Nyet?

Look! I (as in, not Sister Wolf) actually wrote this and posted it! Every body will be blushing now, nyet?

One of those days when everything you do gets highest marks, some quite unexpectedly. And you get loads of other pleasant little surprises.

-I had an hour-long conversation with Higher Authorities, which resulted in a promotion (and a nicer-rounded paycheck for the next year). “Clients are being very happy with this job we’ve done, particularly with interiors, thanks to you, and they are going to short-list us for the next county project based on that”. Still blushing.

-a co-worker returned from a business trip and invited me to lunch, because “he missed my birthday”. Apparently, he remembered last year’ marble chocolate cake I brought here to celebrate. I didn’t even recall baking a chocolate cake.

-my new shoes were noticed, on separate occasions, by 3 adoring gentlemen. [They couldn't very well come out and say "legs", could they? I feel for them...that was brave enough!]

-my son sent me a very sweet text message. Is he grown enough to not be afraid to show emotion? It was the highlight of my day.

-I got a personal email which I’m going to quote in part here. It concerns these pastries:
“The pastry you gave me wasdelicious-a buttery crust with a terrific “filling”that was especially good as it was not overlysweet(not that easy to do-most pastry tends to be toosweet) a perfect amount of currants in each jes’rounded off the experience- As a friend trust me Ithink I could tell you if something did’nt taste quiteright without bieng offensive-your pastry was aperfect accompaniment to the great meal we had” !! As always-A.

Now I’m going shopping for my upcoming trip abroad. Life is good!

What do you love best, little babushka? My flattery to my self, the idea that I would post email about my pastry....Let's discuss. That's an order.

I promise to bore you

Wecome to my new place, I hope enjoy it you will. It is like my own parlour, where I can hold forth on nothing and then blacklist you if you not agree. I will entertain my imaginary friends and maybe two boring lonely pedants like myself.

Sometimes I will write in Russian, and you will have to like it or else, I will insult you. I am always right, let me be clear. I've no doubt of thet. I will be making awkward contractions like that "I've" just then. You will have to put up with it.

I love my life. Also I bake things.