p.s. It has been brought to my attention by a friend who shall be referred to henceforth only as C.A.L. that my blog has become a bit - how shall I put it?- BORING as of late. Apparently I'm just showing pictures of cute kids and not inserting any witty text or any cliffhangers of any kind.
Cliffhangers, hmmm. Are you ready, C.A.L.? Let's talk Russian test.
If I want to have a shot at getting accepted into the FS (and do I? That's a whole'nother cliffhanger!), I have to prove I can speak Russian. Which, no big deal, because I totally can. Or at least, I could - way back in 2004. Since the last time I've used my Russian, I've studied both Chinese and Arabic. Which means, not that I can speak Chinese and Arabic, but that Chinese and Arabic are taking up valuable brain real estate, and might possibly choose to rear their ugly heads right when I'm trying to decline a masculine noun into the dative plural, or conjugate a past tense verb of motion, or something tricky like that. It's highly probable that, when asked a question about Russian culture, my brain will misfire and I'll start shouting names of vegetables in Chinese.
Also, maybe you'd think I could start studying Russian, or something useful like that? But here I sit, blogging about Chinese vegetable names.
Anyway, that's all to say: if it's meant to be, it's meant to be. Or, as they say in Petersburg, que sera, sera.
See what I mean?
Back soon with pictures of my cute kids, just for you and C.A.L.