I'm just a mom
traveling the world with my husband and kids
in constant pursuit of the answer
to the question that governs our nomadic life.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Life in fast-forward
I can't believe it's been two months since we've updated the blog. It's not like there's been that much going on. We're in the middle of a deep freeze - temperatures have been below zero and in the single digits for a couple weeks now - so we're not spending quite as much time outside these days. It's almost March and we've still got a good 15 inches of snow on the ground. I wonder how much longer it will be until we can see grass?
And now, to catch you up on the last month:
I found a carbonated water machine! I used to love drinking this stuff when we lived here in the 80s. This nostalgia machine is considerably cleaner and shinier than the ones that used to hang out on the streets of communist Moscow.
I learned to make macarons (apparently that is what you call the French almond variety to distinguish them from coconut macaroons). This was my first batch. I've since gotten them a bit flatter. They are my new favorite sweet.
I also sewed a whole passel of baby gifts. This is one.
And this is a friend opening another at her baby shower.
Later that day, Jeremy and I went to a Red Army Choir concert. There was a lot of dancing.
We've also done a lot of sledding.
And we went to a costume party. We were dressed as Afghans, but it was apparent to many party-goers that Jeremy's costume was not entirely authentic (only at an expat party, I think, would people nit-pick that he was mixing Afghan and Central Asian apparel).
The Embassy broomball team finished sixth in the international league. Jeremy scored a few goals, and pulled a few muscles.
We braved the below-zero windchill to go out to lunch with friends.
We opted not to have a beer at this establishment.
And there was more sledding.
And now, to catch you up on the last month:
I found a carbonated water machine! I used to love drinking this stuff when we lived here in the 80s. This nostalgia machine is considerably cleaner and shinier than the ones that used to hang out on the streets of communist Moscow.
I learned to make macarons (apparently that is what you call the French almond variety to distinguish them from coconut macaroons). This was my first batch. I've since gotten them a bit flatter. They are my new favorite sweet.
I also sewed a whole passel of baby gifts. This is one.
And this is a friend opening another at her baby shower.
Later that day, Jeremy and I went to a Red Army Choir concert. There was a lot of dancing.
We've also done a lot of sledding.
And we went to a costume party. We were dressed as Afghans, but it was apparent to many party-goers that Jeremy's costume was not entirely authentic (only at an expat party, I think, would people nit-pick that he was mixing Afghan and Central Asian apparel).
The Embassy broomball team finished sixth in the international league. Jeremy scored a few goals, and pulled a few muscles.
We braved the below-zero windchill to go out to lunch with friends.
We opted not to have a beer at this establishment.
And there was more sledding.
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