No, I am not crazy! It’s the Old New Year in Russia – since Russia used another calendar (and Russian Orthodox still do) that is 13 days behind the rest of the world, there is a tradition to celebrate this holiday as well.
We got our kind of present last night - we thought that we were paying our real estate agent for her services certain percentage of the list price of our house-to-be - but as I discovered yesterday, we are not - which is a discovery worth $ 7,000 - I wish I made more discoveries like this one!
I also found a great deal today - I was dreaming of subscription for The Economist for a while, even looked at their promotions yesterday, but they were too expensive to me. But today I saw this special offer, where you get first 12 issues for $12 and pay $36 per 3 months after that. However, when I tried to sign up, it did not work in the beginning - since the offer was a US-only deal. I was disappointed and was closing the window, when a pop-up appeared stating that there is a similar offer in Canada, but I will have to pay CAD 15 for the first 12 issues, which I thought still was a great deal and subscribed for it. Yey!
Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts
Friday, January 14, 2011
Friday, December 31, 2010
New Year
I don't want to draw lines and list my achievements for 2010 as I used to and many people do. When you draw line, you close a period in your life and start something new. I don't want to do that. Not now maybe or not anymore.
Maybe it has something to do with my dad's death last October - if I close the year, he will stay behind and we will move on - I don't want to do that, I want to keep a connection to him inside me. It's not that we did not have our hard times - oh yes, we did - but the fact is - there will hardly be ever a man in my life who will love me as much as he did. And that is making me sad. It might sound selfish, I know, but there is not much I can do about it.
Happy New Year, anyhow! :)
Maybe it has something to do with my dad's death last October - if I close the year, he will stay behind and we will move on - I don't want to do that, I want to keep a connection to him inside me. It's not that we did not have our hard times - oh yes, we did - but the fact is - there will hardly be ever a man in my life who will love me as much as he did. And that is making me sad. It might sound selfish, I know, but there is not much I can do about it.
Happy New Year, anyhow! :)
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Winter time
I love it when snow is fresh and clean all around. These first days when grey and brown all around turn white are so exciting. Add the Xmas songs and decorations around and you get the holiday spirit inside within no time at all.
It was a bit different in Moscow - though the spirit was there as well, but I was not that excited about this time of year because people would turn even more rushing and traffic jams would get more intense - everyone was preparing for the new year holidays. It felt somewhat nervous, not holiday-like. Maybe it's only my impressions though.
Last night I was driving country highways at night and snow was swirling around me - it felt so peaceful and festive I did not want to arrive to the place I was heading - I wanted to keep driving the deserted white roads listening to the radio forever. It was one of the moments you want to prolong and keep in your memory as long as possible.
It was a bit different in Moscow - though the spirit was there as well, but I was not that excited about this time of year because people would turn even more rushing and traffic jams would get more intense - everyone was preparing for the new year holidays. It felt somewhat nervous, not holiday-like. Maybe it's only my impressions though.
Last night I was driving country highways at night and snow was swirling around me - it felt so peaceful and festive I did not want to arrive to the place I was heading - I wanted to keep driving the deserted white roads listening to the radio forever. It was one of the moments you want to prolong and keep in your memory as long as possible.
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