When I lived abroad...

I have always wanted to live abroad. Mainly so I could say agonizingly snobbish things like, “When I lived abroad we…” or “I never really knew myself until I lived abroad.” That kind of thing. But in this imaginary time spent abroad I was in France of course. Which I why I studied French for five years. I would need to be fluent for when I lived abroad.  Regardless of what anyone could say to the contrary I knew I was going to end up in Paris.

I am currently trying my hand at living in another country. It is not France. That is OK because in my imaginary life in France I didn’t have Dave and AJ with me. Here in Russia I get both the adventure and my two favorite people. I think that imaginary life in France would have been pretty lonely.

My life in Russia is so different from my life in the states.

 My life in Russia is pretty similar to my life in the states.

 I guess wherever you live, ranch life has a lot of similarities. Most of my days look pretty similar to my days at the PX: take care of AJ, cook, clean, and hang out with Dave. But when I walk out my front door the similarities stop. 

I am having a really good time. I have also had a couple rough days.

The realities of being a mommy keep me from staying in touch with my friends and family back home at the rate I would like to. A girls gotta sleep. Please consider this blog my post card to you.

I miss you and I can’t wait to come back and tell you all about how my life was changed whilst I lived abroad.