How much wine do you need to loosen your tongue?
I just need to smell the cork. Americans call it a cheap date.
I had a glass of wine tonight. I had more than one reason.
My tongue is loose, and there is no one to talk to.
My husband is at work. On Saturday. Welcome to the American dream: a 6-day work week.
It’s too late to call American friends. It’s too early for Russians.
I can send voice messages via Viber. Already. I’ve done it already.
On TV American Democrats celebrate the victory of Biden in the election. On the tablet, SofikoChiaureli’s character says that she was born on a beautiful May morning…how familiar, me too.
The dog sleeps under my desk in a spare bedroom. He took offence that I didn’t want to pet him.
Actually, the Crackle surprised me today.
Early in the morning we went to get gas. It’s our new custom – to go to the gas station once every two weeks. He usually barks loudly while I’m filling up on gas. Then we stop for a short walk in a nearby Parking lot and then drive home.
But today I decided to stop by the store for flowers. I had a reason. November 7th.
I parked as close to the store as I could. I cracked open the back doors windows. And ran into the store to the loud barking of my dog. I quickly picked up a bouquet, paid. A kind woman let me go ahead without waiting in line. Ran to the car , and … I couldn’t hear my dog. I came closer. Crackle was sitting SILENTLY, waiting for me. Such a Cutty!
…a wonderful morning turned into a beautiful day, and a pleasant evening.It’s very nice to lie down on the sofa with a detective…
Have a nice weekend!
