OLIVIER's B-DAY! A BIG 9 MONTHS

21 of Jan 08

Yeah it’s Oliviers 9 month b-day!!!!


Well today is the day our son turns 9 months(21 of January)…what a milestone! We’ve only known him now for 4 weeks and in that time he has changed a lot! As a gift we gave him baby food puree (apples and prunes) for desert after lunch!!! He loved it!

Our week-end was pretty tamed, we didn’t do much except play BLOKUS for 4 (just me and Dan) he kicked my butt each time…watch out FRED, he is planning on taking over your title of “CHAMP”! What else did we do? Oh! Yes we went shopping for a winter coat for me, I wanted to see how much it would cost, to look as good as the girls here do, and it is expensive!!! The coat that I liked (not leather) was 56500 tenges = 480$ apprx, we were trying to tell the lady that we were just window shopping but she couldn’t understand our broken Russian/English, so it turned into a big conversation that we have no idea what she was saying to us in Russian, the few words we did understand, was; “I’m big, I’m not Russian, I’m big and how long”, Dan threw in for good measure, “she is Canadian and small Russian girl” and a little bit of “ Niet, Niet and Horacho”. She kept insisting that I try on the coat but I had a scary feeling that if you try it, you buy it. So, I told Dan, “slowly back away from the coat and head for the door”, we escaped without having to purchase anything. We will attempt this again when we have more words to say and Elvira.

I don’t know if I mentioned this but last Sunday after the church, we went next door to an unidentified place, the only sign that we saw was a mural of an iceberg, so we thought it had to do with skating or something on ice or an exhibition of Global warming! As the 4 of us entered, we were stopped by a young lad, he said something in Russian, and I thought I’d be cool by saying “shto eta?” (what‘s this?) He answers back in his native tongue (what was I thinking) we are still no closer to finding out what he said!!!! So this time I make gestures to go in and he says “NIET” so I ask again “shto eta?” he answers the same thing, this time making a gesture of cross country skiing or down hill mogul twisting…I shrug my shoulders and make one more attempt to walk in!!!! Needless to say, I was turned around and escorted out!!! We found out on Friday when I told Elvira that I would love to go clubbing that there is one next to the Church called…………..ICEBERG!!!! I guess that is why he wouldn’t let us in at 11 am…that and we looked ready for skiing.