Hi friends

Hi all,
So this blog is now transforming into one for my pals across seas that I miss terribly (of course you all can read it too...) cuz they wanted me to keep it going for them to read. So people here, if you read this you probably will get bored. Or know way too much about my life. You have been warned. So Brits, here are a couple of things about being back in the states:

1). Target. You will never know the true appreciation of this packrat's mecca. It is entirely possible to live in that store. Imagine Tesco plus Primark plus Wilkinson's plus Mountainlife. Together. Going for one thing is entirely impossible.
2). So remember how I was excited for Mountain Dew? I came home and tried it and it tastes like Battery Acid (you know, if anyone was to try battery acid)...
3). SNOW!!! I love snow. The best is when you have a couple feet, and its not freezing cold outside. The dog now has to kind of worm her way through the snow or bound through it because there is so much of it. Its a freaking Winter Wonderland out there. There are plans formulating for innertubing. Funtown. The coldness has gotten better, its between freezing and zero now (Farenheit) so thats a heck of a lot better than the -17 I woke up to the other day.
4). I do like being home, although its temporary. Roomates: being able to go outside my bedroom in my underwear ROCKS. Thought I'd let you know :)
5). Driving. So, I drive a minivan. Better than nothing. At least its a pimp minivan with a bomb stereo. Talk about lookin like a MILF...
6). I saw one of my best friends two nights ago. I miss her!! Plans formulating to go to San Diego for a visit Spring Break. Shabouya.
7). Last Saturday, my sister and I went to the Moscow Ballet's Nutcracker performance. I love Tchaikovsky. The music from "The Nutcracker" and Vivaldi's "Four Seasons" are two of my favorite musical compilations. I haven't seen "The Nutcracker" since I was four, and my mom told me I wanted to dance along. Apparently I stood up in my seat and started dancing along. This doesn't suprise me.
8). Sunday my dad called me and told me he got tickets to "Mickey and Minnie's Magical Journey." Yup, Disney on Ice. Now, I LOVE all that cultured stuff, Tchaikovsky, museums, art, etc. But being around four year olds is totally my element. My dad and I have been going to Disney Ice shows since I was 3 and its just kind of turned into a "once every couple years tradition." Immature, childish and silly? Totally.

Well, our house has turned into Grand Central (Paddington?) station. In addition to the last minute craziness before Christmas, Sister and Brother in Law's small apartment flooded (a week before Chrsitmas...talk about sucky). Sister has surgery today as well, so they're hunkering down here for a while, which is fun. Yesterday I had to go to the doc and now have a sinus infection, inflamed ear drums, and increased asthma symptoms. Happy happy joy joy. But I got antibiotics. WOHOO!!!!!!!!! So I suppose today our house is an infermery. It will be full of movies and eating mushy food im sure :)

Well, I'm off to walk the dog in the snow. She's sprawled out on the floor right now dreaming, woofing and yelping in her sleep, and moving her paws. Precoius.

Love and Miss you all! Thinking about coming out to London for the 2012 Olympics...
Amy