Way-Back-Wednesday #14: SNOWWWWWW :)

It snowed today.  Do you know how much this southern girl LOVES snow?  Well, some of my kids do...I must have mentioned it a time or two :)

I was in one of my English clubs when my office door opened and one of the students said, "LYDIA!!! Look out the window!!!"  I couldn't believe it.  The biggest, most beautiful snowflakes I've ever seen before were falling as fast as the eye could see.  Thank you, God, for that beautiful sight :)

We won't go into the fact that it has been raining for 5 days and didn't really stick.  I've been wearing my pink rain boots for what seems like a week, wishing and hoping that we might have a white Christmas here in K-grad.  Instead, it's just poured, and drizzled, and made the roads turn into giant puddles.  I don't have a problem clomping through the puddles (thanks to said rain boots).  However, the Ukrainian women wearing stiletto boots have to daintily go a mile out of the way to cross the street in some areas.  I'll take the weird looks any day for the practicality of rain boots.

I didn't have my camera today to snap some pictures of the snow, but it's supposed to snow the next few days...and this girl is crossing her fingers that it will finally be cold enough to stick :)  Since I didn't snap any pictures today, I thought we'd take a walk down memory lane of some past snow experiences...

My brother in a rare Alabama snow! 

Frost Family in 2nd rare Alabama snow.  I think this is the year my brother built an igloo that was barely big enough to crawl into.  Am I right, Jeremy?

Frost Family Christmas in NYC (2001ish?)--overnight, the city got one of the biggest dumpings of snow in history...while we were there! Phenomenal.

This is what southern kids deprived of snow do...even in their 20's, or 30's...  :)  

New Hampshire snow--circa 2007

One of Oklahoma's biggest snows in years...2010.  And one of the cutest puppies in the world :)

Missy didn't know what to do with all of the snow sticking to her fur!

And, just in case you were wondering who won the Gingerbread House Competition...

It was Lyuda!  

And coming in at a close second...was the Gingerbread tent!

Sweet Tanya who I work with!

Thank you thank you for all of the votes :)  I am off to bed now after doing a few loads of laundry (still playing catch-up...) and flaking out after my last English clubs of 2011 today!  Happy Wednesday :)

OH, and today's Christmas video is thanks to my Pops :)  He reminded me of this famous jingle (at least in Oklahoma) and I couldn't resist posting.  To most Okies, this song marks the start of the Christmas season and will be played on TV and radio stations all day, every day, up until Christmas.  Enjoy!

I need your help please!!

Just finished our gingerbread house competition at my apartment, and the results were quite creative! I  need your help picking a winner though :)  I have a few small American prizes to give the women who participated (I'll post about all of that later...).  But, for now, just vote please!  The ladies were encouraged to be creative...and most of the houses were falling down the entire time, so they had to get really creative in order to get them to stay put!

#1--note the attention to detail

#1 close-up:  I liked the addition of the fence...

#2--creative roof line! 

#2- close-up: the bears sun-bathing next to the pool (the green circular candy is "in the pool")

#3--the gingerBEAR house, complete with heli-pad on top

#3 close-up: heli-pad...

#4--gingerbread tent!

#4 close-up: they've got pillows inside their tent...

Left to right: 1, 2, 3, 4 (in the back right)

Please please please tell me which is your favorite :) email me at lydfrost@gmail.com or leave a comment below.  Thank you!!!!

ТАК НОРМАЛЬНО...

Literal translation: like normal.  The way Ukrainians use it?  Something along the lines of, "Just normal."  {at least that's how I translate it in my head...}

My normal Monday started off at 9 am at the Prilosek Gymnasium (the boarding school I got a special tour of, complete with video...remember?).  Some of my English club girls were in a few dance numbers of this mornings performance.  They invited me to come to the performance (in honor of St. Nicholas day) and I of course was excited to see them dance.  St. Nicholas day is a holiday celebrated here which involves St. Nick leaving chocolates/small gifts under kids pillows...and in my translation, kind of symbolizes that St. Nick is on his way (soon--most Ukrainians celebrate Christmas on Jan. 6/7).  

Olena (counterpart) and I met outside of the building to walk in together.  We were greeted by another teacher that we know (Olga), who quickly handed me off to two of my favorite boys who speak superb English.  They were two of the boys in the video from my tour of Prilosek...so it was fun to get to see them. The students that study at this school are so studious, it puts my college days to shame.  But, that's not what the post is about today!

I'm trying to get a few of the videos to upload right now.  We'll see if they work (I have a million other things that I should be doing right now, like figuring out what I'm doing tomorrow in English clubs...) in time for me to post on the blog.  But for now, a picture will suffice!

Olena, Lydia, Vitalik (from video), Olga, and a random performer who happened to cross by our picture just in time...

After the performance this morning, I learned that Olena was going to meet Lyuda (one of my Ukrainian friends--she went on the EuroTrip with work!  And she does my manicures for me :)) for some beauty school time.  Lyuda is a teacher at the cosmetology school here in K-grad, teaching hair and nails in particular.  She's awesome at both, although I have yet to actually get a haircut since I've been in Ukraine. Shh...

On another note, I gave myself bangs on Saturday night while I was doing my three loads of laundry.

Carrying on...Lyuda starts doing Olena's hair, and eventually it needs to sit for a while, so she starts on my manicure.  But first I snagged a picture of them...

Olena and Lyuda (they will both probably kill me for taking this picture...)

 While Olena's hair was sitting, I got to start mani time.  It's days like this where I wonder if I really am in the PC.  However, I will say that keeping up with your nails over here is definitely like keeping up with the Jones' in the US.  Some ladies and girls change their nail color every day.  I'm lucky if my nails don't have dirt underneath them, let alone have a color on them.  It is one of my goals to learn how to do an actual manicure while I'm over here...and I have a lovely new manicure set from my sister-in-law that I try to fiddle with from my time to time.  I still love it though, Tina :)

getting my nails did.

 Lyuda is in my adult beginner English club...which means I get to practice my Russian a lot when we talk.  I usually learn one new word a day when I hang out with Lyuda...at least that I can remember :)

I wanted one with Lyuda smiling.  Isn't she precious :)

As soon as Lyuda put the base coat on, Olena's hair was ready. Luckily, Lyuda's friend had just showed up who also happens to be a nail guru.  I have yet to take a good picture of the design she did, but it was the most intricate design I've ever seen, done with the TINIEST brush in the world.  I asked for something Christmasy/wintery...and got...

SNOWFLAKES :)  They're hard to see, but I will post better pictures soon...

 So, as I'm waiting for my nails to dry, Lyuda is now done with Olena's hair.  I mentioned that I was going to the gym after this and then would go to work.  When Lyuda heard I was going to the gym, she said, "Oh! I'll braid your hair Lydia!"

Hmm...you mean my messy ponytail at the gym is not kosher?  I had kind of figured that out from mere observation (the Ukrainian women that go to the gym a) don't sweat and b) leave their hair down), but what's the point in fixing my hair for the gym, especially when it's going to get washed an hour later anyway? I didn't want to break Lyuda's heart though, so I obliged and sat while she did the following to my hair. I can now say I have had my first official Ukrainian braid :)

Let's forget about the fact that my hair is on day 2 or 3 of no washing...which translates to lots of hairspray and teasing. Lyuda had to comb through it first, which made the grease show through.  Fail.

After Lyuda finished the braid, she wanted to have a фотосессия, aka: photo-session.   

Lyuda having fun with my camera

End photo-session.

And that, ladies and gents, was my just so average Monday. Work was filled with 2+ hours of making corrections to a translation for an Earth Day festival we have in April.  Google translate only helps so much in situations like that...

And now, it's almost 11 pm and I have to finish cleaning my apartment because tomorrow is our gingerbread house competition at mi casa :) all of the fixings are bought, chili is made, cornbread will be easy to do tomorrow, and I'm ready to laugh with my Ukrainian friends.  They don't know who our secret judge is...but I'll give you a hint.  

Glad I've still got my Photoshop skills.  I expect this to be somebody's new profile pic...and just for the pic, I'll give you a tab.

Where'd the weekend go?!

This was one of those weekends where I look back and think where did my time go?  But in all actuality, I did a lot of productive things.

Like three loads of laundry in my WORKING washing machine.

Let me reiterate that.  My washing machine is in WORKING order and makes the entire clothes washing process SO much easier.  I don't mind washing clothes by hand...it's the wringing out by hand that is utterly exhausting and makes my hands cramp for the rest of the night.  My washing machine is a little bit jerry-rigged (okay, a lot jerry-rigged), but it works, and I am beyond ecstatic :)

My counterpart's husband came over on Saturday to help get the whole draining water system underway. Remember the process I was using before?  Well, now, the pipe that takes the dirty water away is actually hooked up to a real pipe meaning I don't have to dump the dirty water in the toilet 30 times.  I fill the machine up with water now from the tub using the shower connection, put in soap, run the cycle for 6 or 7 minutes, dump the dirty water, and fill again to get the "rinse" cycle going.  Some loads took 3 or 4 rinse cycles to get it to where no soap was left...but some of those clothes were also really dirty.  The clean clothes and towels are now happily drying on my drying rack and will be done by tomorrow :)  this girl couldn't be happier!

My counterpart's husband also moved the stove into the correct place in the kitchen, so now I have an "almost done" kitchen!

The stove was sitting right where I took the picture from, which is incredibly inconvenient.  The stove and the table to the left of it had to switch places in order for the stove to be hooked up to the gas.  The lid opens to the stove and has 3 working burners...I've already made quite a few things on it!  The oven doesn't work, but I am just as happy with my little toaster oven.  The concoction on top of the stove right now was ingredients for gingerbread house icing :)  I am having a few Ukrainian friends come over on Tuesday night for a gingerbread house decorating contest...and wanted to make sure the icing worked before the competition!  I'm also making chili and cornbread for them because Olena (my counterpart) saw my pictures from Phil's birthday of the chili and wanted to try it.  If only I had Fritos...I could teach them the goodness of Frito Chili Pie!

I received my parents Christmas card in the mail with two particularly funny Zits cartoons in it.  They're now on the wall of Zits cartoons, which the Frost Family believes is actually written about our family sometimes.

Did I mention that I've been an official Peace Corps Volunteer for SIX months!?  As crazy as it seems, it's true.  Kirovograd got two new volunteers that I got to meet and show around K-grad today.  I think our oblast got seven more volunteers with this group of newbies. 

And, no, I did not forget today's Christmas vid :)  One day, my house will have this many lights.  I don't know about the coordination with music...we'll have to see when the time comes.  

That video almost has 10 million views on YouTube.  I can remember when it was one of the first houses to coordinate dancing lights to music and caused traffic jams on their street for HOURS.  Somebody was a smarty pants to invent a system that does the timing for you...Happy Sunday :)

Whoops...Way-Back-Wednesday #13: Frost Family Christmas Style

So, I know it's not Wednesday.  But, my calendar (in my head at least) has been a day off all week long.  I didn't realize today was Thursday until it was noon.  This post should have been for yesterday...so just pretend it switched places with the post for yesterday.

Today started off with another early morning at the gym :)  I had the same trainer from Tuesday (Roma, I think) and he asked me how I felt when he put me on the treadmill this morning.  I told him "Very bad.  My legs hurt all day yesterday." He laughed.  I could finally walk like a normal person today and actually enjoyed my workout because I wasn't hobbling around in pain the whole time.  

I had my second group of 3rd formers today.  There are a few troublesome boys in that class that I now have to send out in the hall at least once every class.  They view it as a game now and one of the girls in the group said, "Which one are you going to send out next?" I guess I'm that predictable. And that, ladies and gents, is why I'm thankful I'm not a teacher.  Praise goes out to all of my teacher friends and family once again for making the world a better place!

Today's post is about some old Frost Family pics that I love love love to look at.  Not much to read today, just some old pics :) enjoy!

Mom and Pops' first Christmas together (I think)

My older brother Jeremy, running to grab his stocking on Christmas morning 1978.  I love the real strand of popcorn and cranberries on the tree.  Also, take note of his Christmas stocking...that comes with a story in a later photo.

Lydia's first Christmas.  Who can identify the video game that Jeremy is playing on the first color TV the Frost Family owned?

In my Bama cheerleader uniform that Imogene made (Christmas 1990)...if only it were a Sooners outfit :)

Must have been playing dress-up with my dolls.  Story time now...

So, in the picture above, take note of the 5 stockings on the mantle.  Left to right, we have Jeremy, Papa, Panda (our dog), Mama, and then a long one that doesn't quite belong :)  My mom is probably laughing reading this as she knows the story I'm about to tell.

You see, my mom made each one of our personal stockings (including the dogs...).  Ours tell a summarized story of the Night Before Christmas.

Jeremy's is first and says: "Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring...".

Pops' is next and says: "The stockings were hung by the chimney with care...".

Then comes mine...which I can't remember what it says right now!  But, it goes in the middle.

And then mom's is last saying: "Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!"

But, Mom never got around to finishing mine until I was in high school I think.  She'll probably correct me on that...but I had the long skinny stocking (which I liked because it held more presents!) for most of my life :)  We still have it too...couldn't think of getting rid of the memories that go with it!

Awesome bangs, I know.  I can teach you how to do them.  I'm also wearing a Christmas romper :)

Cool shoes, Jeremy.  Reading the GameBoy instruction manual (circa 1990).  That's my pretty ballerina to the side...not Jeremy's.  

Our first Christmas with Missy :) she's about 3 months old I think in this pic...

And last but not least, to lead us into today's Christmas movie, we have the following pic:

"I want an official Red Ryder, carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle!" 

I know I already featured a Christmas Story once, but I couldn't resist showing one of my favorite scenes from it, with a quote I like to throw into my life whenever I can.

That's all for today folks :)  The newest Ukraine Peace Corps Volunteers got sworn in today.  Remember my little blurb about the actual swearing-in ceremony? I just realized I never finished it.  I'll add that to the list of things to blog about.  Let's just say, it feels good not to be the newbie anymore in the PC world :)

Small Talk

As promised, here are the videos of some of my third formers singing B-I-N-G-O :)  the most energetic girl wasn't in class that day, so I've got to video her singing the song next time.  She's gonna be famous someday for her cheesing it up skills.

Since today was the third day I went to the gym, I'm beginning to catch on to a few things.  Small talk is apparently just as popular at the gym in Ukraine as it is in the states, with one big difference: I can understand the small talk at the gym in the USA.  In Ukraine?  Not so much.

Today, I'm in the locker room getting into my work out clothes when a girl in her 20's walks in.  This situation is different everyday.  Sometimes I'm alone in the locker room, which is even more awkward when someone new walks in (I'll explain why in a minute).  It's actually better if there is someone else already in the locker room with me, because then the two Ukrainians can talk and the American can act like I fully understand the topic of discussion today, even though I have no clue what they're saying.

So, I'm in the locker room alone, the typical  "Здравствуйте!" (hello) is exchanged, I turn back to my locker and cross my fingers that nothing else is said.  If something else is said on the other girl's  behalf, we're in big trouble.  It's usually a dead giveaway that I'm a foreigner.  And then the girl feels one of two things: 1) very awkward that she embarrassed me like that or 2) she wants to know everything about my life including if I have a husband and how much money I make.

Unfortunately, the girl was a #1 today and immediately stopped talking, thinking that because I said she needs to speak slower to me, means that in fact I am an alien.  I'm kidding, but you get the idea.  I slip out of the locker room, go meet my new trainer for the day, and start off on the treadmill.  As I'm breaking a sweat, the girl emerges from the locker room and comes into the facility to start her routine.  The trainer obviously knows her, and they start talking...about me.  

NEWS FLASH:  I can actually understand Russian pretty decently.  I wanted to get off the treadmill and tell them that I do in fact speak Russian, you just have to talk a little slower to me.  I decided to burn off my steam doing ab exercises instead of confronting them.  No point in making us all feel awk.

My workout was brutal today.  Perhaps because I can still barely walk from yesterday.  Let's be honest though; the only real motivation I had to go to the gym today was the hot shower afterwards.  There.  I said it :)  And I feel much better.  After I finished the workout, I hobbled to the locker room and showered.  After my 10+ minute shower, I found myself in the locker room with 4 women of varying ages.  They're being chatty Cathy's and I was simply trying to blend in and act like I belong...when I get asked the conversation starter of all conversation starters: "Where are you from?"  4 sets of eyes are looking at me now, waiting intently for an answer.

Maybe it was my map of Ukraine beach towel that gave it away (that apparently locals don't buy).

Or maybe it's my Nike shorts, as opposed to the more popular Adidas brand here.

Or maybe, it was my long shower.  

The sweet young girl who asked the question is waiting for a response, in addition to the three other ladies.  

(in Russian): "I'm from the United States."

(girl): "I knew it! You didn't look Ukrainian."

(Game over, thinks Lydia.  Better luck next time.)

Fast forward ten minutes later and I now have a new English club member thanks to my gym membership.  Who would have thought :)

And, I might add, the entire time I was standing talking to the girl...I was in my really cool map of Ukraine towel.  {side story: she was afraid I was going to catch a cold because I had wet hair and I wasn't immediately drying my hair or putting on my winter parka.  Little did she know I just took a steam shower and am actually on fire.}  

Today's Christmas video post is from one of my favorite movies of all time. And, it comes as a pair.  I'm sure my family and friends who know me well are already ready and waiting for...Home Alone 2: Lost in New York.

"Merry Christmas ya filthy animal. And a happy New Year."

Just for funsies...

I'm rushing to get my post in today before it's officially midnight.  It has been a long and busy, but productive day.  Started off the day by going to the gym for the second time in a row.  My thighs hurt so bad from yesterday I had trouble walking home after English club tonight.  Slightly embarrassing.  I had a different trainer today (maybe Roma?  I can't remember his name).  Both trainers I've had know English so-so...numbers and parts of the body.  I was explaining to Roma that yesterday I did arms and legs.  He said, "Okay, today we will do back and (points at the but)...what is this?  Buts?"  He asked me how you say "but" in English, but remembered before I said it.  Except he made it plural.  I tried to stifle my laughter as I explained we only have one but.  

After showering at the gym, I headed home quickly to eat and go to work for English clubs.  Most clubs were uneventful today.  My little 3rd form brats kiddies were actually MUCH better.  Why you ask?  Because they decided to split the class in half and create another English club for me, without my consent.  I'm pretty okay with it because 8 kids was much more manageable than 17.  Do you know what they begged to sing the whole time?  

I think I've watched this video (and sang it) at least 100 times.   I actually taped them singing it today, but forgot my camera at work, so maybe that will be tomorrow's post.  I now have a new found respect for my parents and my lovely big brother who watched Dumbo and 101 Dalmatians hundreds of times when I was little.  Speaking of 101 Dalmatians...

This is what the title of the post is geared towards:

This was floating around on good ol' Facebook today.  I died laughing and had to do a double take as I sat there and thought, "Oh my gosh, that really is them!"

Today's Christmas movie holds a special place in my heart for a few reasons.  I can quote this entire scene...maybe because I've watched it so many times?  Or maybe because I've practiced quoting it with Rosemary.  This movie came out my freshman year of college and I saw it 4 (yes, four) times at the theater.  The last time I saw it was at the Dollar Theater in Norman with a group of girls from my dorm hall.  We were the ONLY people in the theater and it was one of the most memorable movie watching experiences I've ever had.  We squealed and laughed and cried and quoted the whole thing :) It was epic.  Without further ado, I give you, The Holiday :)

Just a few of my faves:

"Dad! Take her coat!"

"Wow, you look like my Barbie!"

"Daddddd! Do Mr. Napkinhead!!!"

"You don't like tents...?"

What's not to love.  :)  Much love, Lyd

"What did you do today at 8 am, Lydia?"

I went to the gym and worked out...for the first time in at least a year.  And tomorrow, I will pay for it.  

Gym membership doesn't exactly sound like Peace Corps, I'm aware of that.  Honestly, it sounds more like Posh Corps, a name we sometimes joke about PC in Ukraine.  However, I have a few valid reasons to try the gym out (go with me here): 

1)  The fact that it's just after 5 pm and already dark, makes your mind play games on you.  I need something to fill my time.

2)  A fellow K-grad PCV had a membership to the gym but has bad knee problems.  He still had some prepaid time to go, so really, I'm doing him a favor by using it.  (cough cough, thanks Фил) 

3)  I thought I would give it a whirl, try it out for the month and a half that's already paid for, and see how it goes.  

4)  The gym has a shower.  An honest-to-goodness shower with all the hot water I want.  Enough said.

5)  Gyms in Ukraine have personal trainers that tell you what to do...and it's required.  

6)  Look at number 4.  That's enough reason to go.  

I've never had a trainer before in my life, so this was a whole new experience for me.  His name is Sasha, and he happened to be wearing a blue USA shirt today.  The front desk girl told him that I know Russian, but to speak slowly to me.  He asked where I was from and then pointed to his shirt as part of the question.  Then, we got to work.  He put me on the bike for 10 minutes on random intervals while he went to help someone else.  I did ab machines, leg machines, a few arm machines, a couple free standing exercises, and 10 minutes on the elliptical too.  It was well over an hours work out, and my body is already sore.    

The gym has just about every machine you could want.  There may only be one copy of everything, but there's enough variety that you're not going to just stand there (at least during the time periods I'll be going).  A trainer comes as part of your monthly package whether you want it or not, so I will most definitely embrace it while I'm here!  Some days I might not use him, but he was fun and remembered the other American's place that I had taken :)  

Started working on my HIV/AIDS grant today.  I have never written a grant in my life, so the entire grant-writing process seems pretty overwhelming when you're staring at lots of blank pages...kind of like the Peace Corps application was.  But, HIV/AIDS is a very big problem here, and part of that is because of the lack of information.  Wish me luck and say a little prayer.  

I ALMOST forgot today's movie clip.  Legitimately, almost didn't remember to post it.  I can't get the right video to load, so you'll have to click on the link here.  It's a good one, I promise :)  Although the scene isn't necessarily Christmas-y, it's one of my faves.  In fact, my future husband can surprise me with something like that at our wedding too and I won't be mad...

Hope nobody had a case of the Monday's today :)

Go with the flow...literally

After my marathon day yesterday (which I'll tell you about soon), all that I wanted to do was sleep in on this Sunday morning.  I stayed up late last night and skyped with my brother, and showed him this funny video my mom passed on.  Although it's not necessarily Christmas-y, it still reminds me of the reason for the season and I love it :)  

Pretty great idea, no?  :)  It still makes me laugh each time I watch it now.  Especially the little kid jumping at the end of the line.  

Back to my not-so-lazy Sunday.  I was awoken earlier than I wanted by my upstairs neighbors doing construction projects that included hammering, sawing, and drilling.  I had my ear plugs by my bed, put them in, and was able to sleep for another two hours :)  Shortly after I got up at 11 am (granted I didn't go to bed until 2 am last night), my doorbell rang (or chirped, as Kurt so elegantly put it yesterday).  

I stumble out to the door, guessing that it's probably my landlady or her husband here to work on things. I was supposed to be getting a new RANGE (the proper word for the stove/oven combo)...or so I thought.  Something must have happened (beyond my comprehension skills)...so the husband was here to work on the old one and make it operable.  I had plans to do laundry (by hand), cook (this recipe), work on some grant info., etc. today...but, well, plans change.  You have to learn how to go with the flow.  

As I set to work picking out what laundry I wanted to wash today,  the husband asked me why wasn't I using the washing machine (that is in one of the back rooms that I don't really use).  I answered that my counterpart's husband is supposed to come over and hook it up at some point. Vova (my landlady's husband) said, "psh!" and told me to help him move the washing machine into the bathroom.  I thought to myself,  "This is gonna be interesting..." and boy was I right.  I tried to document most of the process, albeit with iphone pics. 

How to Install a Washing Machine: Ukrainian Style

This is Vova, trying to fix my shower hose (which is now the SECOND one that has broken).  I asked him why they break all the time and he said (in Russian), "Because they're made in China." 

Let me explain a few things first.  This washing machine has a "washer" part on the left side and a "spinner" part on the right side.  There is no telling when this machine was last used...I'd put money on at least 5 years (or more) ago.  It has been sitting in the apartment for years gathering dust/dirt.  It has a hose that is for the dirty water, but no intake hose.  

I asked Vova, "How do we get water into the machine?"  His response was so Ukrainian it basically slapped me across the face.  "You get it from the bathtub and fill it."  Oh, of course you do!  I've honestly never thought about how a washing machine worked, but to Vova this was just another step in the process of washing clothes.

After I filled it up with a few buckets of water, we turned it on for the first time and boy was it was gross.  All of the black stuff you see in the washer is dirt/grit of some kind.

We ran it for a minute and chunks and chunks of dirt kept appearing.  We turned it off and I asked him what next to do.

You take the outlet hose, turn it "drain," and the water (and chunks of dirt) are put in a bucket.

The dirty water being emptied.  When the bucket is full, I'd dump the water into the toilet.  

 And then you repeat the whole process.  Fill bucket with clean water from the tub, dump it into the washer, run the cycle for a few minutes, turn the button to "drain," and empty a lot of buckets of dirty water into the toilet.  Repeat.

Almost clean water...note the dirt in the bottom still.  I think I repeated the whole process at least 8 times, maybe more.  

Vova, trying to undo a pipe for the water to be emptied into.  You can also see the right side of the machine that is the "spinner"...which spins the clothes to get them a bit more dry.  I didn't even start cleaning that side of the washer today.  And the whole process is put on pause because I broke my only big bucket by dropping it full of water in the bathtub.  Whoops.  

So, 6 hours later, he's gone and I can finally go make my split pea burgers.  He did a thorough cleaning of the stove in the kitchen and connected the gas to it.  It was almost a Lydia-worthy job of cleaning too...complete with bleach!  Good job, Vova.  More pictures of the kitchen later.  Time to start cooking now.

Did you get the pun of the title of the blog post?  Washing machine...flow?  You're welcome :)

wRappin' it up..

To get you in the Christmas mood...one of my favorite parts from Elf.  Perhaps due to the music, which comes from the Nutcracker :)

And to start off today's blog, we'll take a little walk down memory lane.  I believe it was Christmas 1997 when my family went to Disney World and Universal Studios (way before the days of the Harry Potter Theme Park, which I have to go to when I come back to America).  I love traveling at Christmas/my birthday...always have.  So, I was probably 10 years old when the following pictures were taken.

Denim overalls while at Disney World...really cool, I know.  

Universal Studios at the King Kong ride.  Merry Christmas :)

Those are the only pictures I have scanned from that trip, but there are a few other things I can remember.  

1) We saw Pat Morita (wax on, wax off--the Karate Kid) tell the Christmas story.  

2) My mom had a horrible toothache the entire trip, but toughed it out :)  

3) Disney was decorated in so many Christmas trees it was amazing.  

4) One of my dad's former students worked at Universal Studios then and got us VIP passes which allowed us to cut to the front of the line.  Best thing ever.

5) I rode a water slide ride at Universal (if my memory serves me correct it was a Fievel Goes West ride?) at least 10 times.  Maybe more...

6) We were flying home on December 24 (home being Alabama then), and the flight was overbooked. 

7) On the flight home, we flew Southwest Airlines, way before the days of luggage fees and stuff like that!  

On the flight home, the Southwest crew sang a Christmas song (can't remember which one) and I remember thinking it was one of the coolest and funniest things ever.  It was a total surprise and the people on board loved it.  

Yesterday, as I perused Facebook, I saw a video that someone had posted.  You have to listen to it in order to be able to enjoy it... :)

And that, my friends, is why I love Southwest Airlines.  After that flight (which was bound to OKC btw!), the steward said that many people got off and told him that was the first time they listened to the emergency landing instructions, etc.  What a great guy.  And he's right, you won't find United Airlines doing an awesome rap, reminiscent of Will Smith on Fresh Prince of Bel Air...