I am back in Estonia. Maybe it is female hormones talking inside me, but I feel so sentimental. Being away 8 months slaps you in the face like a big black boot. Everyday problems are so far away from me, I could not care less what is happening outside, because my bed is soooo warm and fluffy. Suspicious African kid would be truly suspicious after seeing my fridge.
Today is a bank holiday and I went to the store to buy a good bottle of wine. I did not even want one, but after being used to with Swedish restricted alcohol policy it was a pure joy. And the prices! SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY!
"STOP TEH MADNES, I WANTS CAEK!":
I am just sitting on the couch and watching the fireplace, my crutches stand next to me. Now I need a lot of cats and knitting skills, then we had a Old Lady Super Combo:
"O-nom-nom-nom-nom-nom" - The Story of these last three days:
Later more family members came over and we tried to fold swans from napkins, but failed.
This will do:
"IM GONNA SMILE AT U, BUT IT RLY HARD, CUZ DIS CAEK GETS ME DISTRACTD":
"MAH HAND, I LUV IT":
We found Nemo, it was in the oven:
My friend Vanja came over. Every time we get together, one public servant at "Mixing Russians and Estonians together" department will be pleased.
Integrating all the way:
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