Monday I skipped ballet to run some errands. I am sure you are wondering why I have to skip something that is an hour long to run errands. It takes at least 30 minutes to get to ballet and then to get back, so that is an additional hour. Also, for me to run my errands it takes at least 30 minutes to get to my destination and then home, so that is also an hour. Not to mention that you are exhausted by the time you are done, the metro and the rude people are enough to make you feel the need to relax when you get home.
We are going to a Halloween party on Saturday. I was in hopes to find Owen a Halloween costume other than the horse that was handed down to him. No such luck. I am not sure if he will be the horse (with a broken neigher) or if he will go as a Hog fan (lots of Hog gear). I obviously didn't put much thought into Halloween in July when I left the US. The only thing I found in his size was a neon orange fox. I will leave you to ponder that one. I had very little hope to find anything so this did not get me down. So maybe instead of Moscow 1 we will give her 1/2.
What did defeat me those was the fact that I was not able to find any of the goods I wanted to make Halloween appropriate treats to take. There are so many fun ideas out there; mummy dogs, voodoo cookie, eye of newt. But NO I live in a country where it is hard to find the ingredients that I need. I really wanted to make mummy dogs. Hot dogs, check! crescent rolls, no check! So plan B: pumpkin dip, out of pumpkin, no cool whip, no vanilla pudding mix, no nilla wafers. Okay so plan C: eye of newt, eggs, yep! mayonnaise, of course, sweet pickle relish, NOPE!!! Sweet pickles yes but not relish. (and no I am not making it). At the same note there is no food coloring for anything. So I left Stockman's very defeated. I will be making apple smiles. Cute yes but not what I wanted to bring. I will be stopping at the bakery on the way to bring something in addition. So after this visit I feel that Moscow was at probably 5 billion. Okay maybe just 3 but still.
Now on to the Metro. After riding the Metro you always feel like you have hit bottom. Okay not always but a good portion of the time. And yes I keep submitting myself to it, but compared to the traffic here I will gladly take the metro with a few complaints. Walking into the metro station this woman was in front of me. She held the door open just long enough to let it slam in my face. And with the wind here it is a true slam. So I then think let me move quickly to push her out of my way. Of course I am thwarted at every turn. She cuts me off to get on the escalator then to get on the train. Then a woman gets up I move to sit and there she is again stealing my seat. I am a bit frustrated at this point but I wait and a seat opens up so I sit for the next two stops. At this point vengeance, sweet vengeance came along. A man that was too large for the non existent spot came along and crammed his way into sitting by the woman. Ohhh!!! She gave him a bad look! The Lord kept telling me: Abby do not retaliate! :)
So all in all I felt depleted. Moscow has won again! I have a feeling this is not the last battle either!