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Category: Chronicles

Inexplicably free of charge

A funny realization has hit me a few days ago – in a certain sense, somehow, we have been living for free for quite some time. Ok, that statement is true only when applied to gas, electricity and broadband internet. And more likely than not, it will catch up with…

Revisions and social life

The car is in a driveway and has already been properly appreciated by all family members, the new TV looks great and works great, and the new food processor performs its magical duties like crazy. Things are looking up. Natasha, actually, demands a couple of corrections to the previous post.…

Return of the active weekend

It has been a while since we managed to stay active on both Saturday and Sunday of the same weekend. Winter weather is hardly conducive to outings, and you can only go on back-to-back museum trips so much. But with spring-like weather, hundreds of places that we want to visit…

Spring is in the air

It really only takes once to disrupt regularity of posts, and then it becomes very hard to get back into the habit. Or, maybe, it’s too much booze… Going out, at least, if not the booze. We were out with a friend who was on a business trip from Geneva,…

Life goes on…

Sincere apologies to my faithful readers for such a long gap in my posts. I was not in much of a mood for writing. My family in New York has suffered through an inconceivable loss, and a beautiful little girl has never got a chance to open her eyes and…

Karaoke, bikes and cars

It’s nothing short of amazing that I don’t impersonate Natasha-without-her-voice today. Try singing karaoke for a hundred songs in one sitting, and you’ll understand… We went to visit our new friends Valera and Zhanna (whose daughter is Kimmy’s classmate). There was a nice meal, highlighted by Zeppelins, traditional Lithuanian stuffed…

Bye, house!

Well, it was bound to happen and it finally did happen. Our New Jersey house is no longer ours. The process took longer that we initially hoped for, and caused us enough nerves. The house was sitting empty since October, with my parents having to periodically visit and check things…

Out and about with a mute

Next on the list – learning sign language. Natasha is definitely feeling better overall, but her regular malady befell her. She lost her voice, and even whispering hurts her vocal cords. She communicates primarily by gestures instead, which are not always easy to decipher. Conversations inevitably turn into drawn-out charades,…

Snow again (brief follow-up)

As was advertised, a beautiful snowy landscape has greeted us in the morning. And as expected, even though the morning driving was not any worse than on any other day, the public transportation was badly wounded. Half of the trains were cancelled, the other half delayed. It’s a good thing…

Broadband fun

Cold weather finally reached our land, too. For a couple of days in a row the temperature hovers around 25°F. The air is dry and windy, which makes it rather unpleasant. At least they promise snow tomorrow. Extreme Weather Warning has been distributed at the office, cautioning of up to…

Selecting my football team

I am changing my football allegiance. If I were English, I would attract unending scorn from every fan in the nation, as I will be switching from Tottenham to their arch-rival, Arsenal. In hindsight, it was entirely foolish of me to declare which team was “mine” before I had a…

A slower weekend

He woke up, got out of bed and moved his bowels. If I could find a daily narrative as gripping as that, I swear I would post daily as opposed to once in a few days. I am reading the fourth installment of George Martin’s Song of Ice and Fire.…

Kids stay home

The coldest day of the year so far did not fail to produce commuting problems. When I arrived at the Lewisham train station on my way home (where I change from Docklands Light Rail to Southeastern commuter rail), the station was enveloped in darkness. Power failure. The trains were passing…

Beets and other happenings

A whole new religion is being born, and Natasha is its prophet. The cult’s mantra is Happiness is when you have beets! It all started when my parents were still here. Both Natasha and my mom are famous for their borsch, even though their recipes are different. My mom wanted…

Sunday in the park and around

Natasha found a gray hair in her head. Gevalt! Somebody’s getting old!!! I have exhausted my vocabulary looking for synonyms of “young” to use during a seemingly never-ending pep talk… Since my parents went back home, the house suddenly feels a bit empty. I am not exactly sure whether it…