| I occasionally read through my subscriptions and was very surprised to find that xanga is alive and kicking (sort of). So maybe a quick update? Russia's fantastic. Frustrating. Often feels futile. But so much fun. My love for alliteration has not diminished in the least. It's 'warm' here. Just above 0 degrees F the last week. While walking to the grocery store the other day, my friend commented, "Hmm ... it feels like ... spring." Definitely a 'you know you're in Russia when ..." moment. I have a thousand plans for the future; will let you know if any of them actually turn into relatively concrete things. Russian language: awesome. I love it. I am a nerd, yes. A happy nerd with Russian coming out of her ears. Well, unfortunately I have more responsible things to do, like e-mail and cruising facebook, but xanga, we had a good time of it, didn't we. - Elfinheimer Schmidt |
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| One year ago, I was tossing around a crazy dream about Russia. Who knew that today I'd be wrapped in a blanket and perched on a ninth story windowsill watching the sunset over the river and behind the Chinese mountains across the border. What a wild ride. I'm glad to be growing. |
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| Hi. I'm alive! Updated blog: elsbethpotter.blogspot.com Some pictures and everything. Hope all is well! |
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| I miss dear dear friends. I have so many things to say to them, so much I want to do; such shenanigans and adventures planned. But I suppose they will have to wait. Maybe that's a big part of being an "adult" - anticipating things more, because they happen less often. But too much of a good thing can be a bad thing. So finding a balance is moste importante.
I want to watch Pride & Prejudice; drive stick; eat New York Super Fudge Chunk, watch the Office for a hundred hours, and Arrested Development for a hundred more; listen to the music savy discuss musical happenings; pretend to talk politics; wander around Prince Street; drive by Amish people in little pony carts, and drive by again to get a picture, because it's just too great to miss; sit and people-watch at the Pburg fair; pay too much for dinner at Friendly's; invade the Beeler house; play bingo and Dutch Blitz; play corn-field tag; get family pictures taken; laugh and laugh and laugh until my stomach hurts; eat trail mix and contemplate life; paint/draw/dream under the trees; take my gnome for adventures; experience another crosswalk photoshoot, complete with concerned policemen; chase Jasmine around, and hurt Bailey's butt by accident; oh so many things!
I drank two cups of coffee at 9:30. Hmm. It felt like such a nice idea at the time. Well, there's not too much wrong with being up late reading.
I am so very incredibly excited about life, and living, and Being.
I find that, this past year, I have begun to mellow. And when I say mellow, I mean this: my mood and attitude, two years ago, were subject to the State of Things. Things go well, I am well. Things go down, I go down. A rollercoaster-y sort of thing. I am still an occasional (and often enthusiastic) rider of the coaster. But more and more often, I find myself at ... level ... place. I am still VERY full of feelings. But feelings are bad drivers, as my wise sage of a father often says. And by grace, my feelings are seeing less of the gas pedal, and a lot more of passenger seat.
Booktime.
"I find that doing of the will of God leaves me no time for disputing about His plans. "
- George MacDonald
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| Letters of Invitation should be here in one week. Praise God!
Then, 'tis but a matter of having them processed at the consulate, and getting the actual visa approved. So, I await Miracle parts two and three with baited breath.
Time to go dance a joyful dance.
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NEW BLOG, especially for Russia, etc.
www.elsbethpotter.blogspot.com
I'll still be floating around xanga, but will probably do most of my updating over there now. Cheers! |
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