Mweh yeddum v aeroport eta ootra
You probably guessed what that means: We are going to the aiport this morning. It's probably not grammatically correct, but I ain't got no time for linguistic correctitude. :)
Unlike last time when the cat kept waking me up, this time I was able to get a good night's sleep. I was up at 5:30, but I got a good seven hours. It helped that I had locked the cat up for the night.
We spent all day yesterday slowly, methodically, dreadingly packing for the trip. Dreadingly? My spell-checker questions the validity of that word, but Webster's says it's okay. I feel like we've been sentenced to the gulag in Siberia (although technically we'll be a little southwest from there), complete with a day in Court at the beginning of it all. But then I think about our daughter (nasha doach) Elizabeth, and none of that really matters. We'll be rescuing our little damsel in distress. The way I look at it, she's already our daughter, we're just fighting for custody. At least in our case, we're not fighting with an angry ex-spouse.
Our first concern is the court appearance. It's never any fun standing up in front of a judge explaining yourself. Not that I ever have, but it doesn't sound fun. I've seen it on t.v., and they never look happy. :) I'm worried that she (we already know the judge is a woman) won't like my attitude, or she'll be a bitter, screaming lunatic. If she is the latter, I'll probably just laugh at her (inwardly, of course) while outwardly smiling pleasantly. Maybe I shouldn't smile. We've actually read and been told that Russians, at least previous generations, think you're an idiot if you smile too much.
Tara's probably afraid I'll say something stupid, though she hasn't said so out loud. Just because I'm always saying something stupid privately in front her (and in this blog), it doesn't normally happen out in public, at least not when it matters. What she has said is that she's afraid the judge won't like her new red dress. I told her she looks pretty hot in that dress, but somehow that didn't assuage her fears. You think maybe she should wear a mini-skirt and fishnet stockings? That's not really her style, but if that's how it's done over here... :)
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This time next week.... Preparation The day before Travel day In the air We're in Moscow Moscow Check out time We're in Astrakhan It's only Monday? What a day... Tuesday (2007-10-02) It's a girl! It's a girl! Wednesday Thursday Great visit Sights of Astrakhan Another great visit Last visit for a while Atlanta! We're home! (10/06) Round two Skora mweh tam boojum Internet access Elizabeth's room Mweh yeddum v aeroport eta ootra In the air again Back in Moscow (11/26) Tuesday (2007-11-26) Back in Astrakhan Russian adoption consultant Comments welcome Showtime! And the judge says...... Success! The day after Saturday morning Much better visit today Beet salad Went for a walk ... Its going to be a good week She's warming up to us Light at the end of the tunnel Picture of us before court More pictures She's ours! The first hours of parenthood Bowel movement Sleep, what a concept Update Nothing much to update about 51-1/2 hours Just another week to go Pictures of our life in Astrakhan Back in Moscow (12/18) Moscow update continued Update to the update's update To the embassy Can't leave early Still in Moscow Riding the Metro Riding the Metro, part deux We're home! (12/23) A few pictures Airport arrival Stay tuned More pics Summary Doctors say she's normal Adoption video Holmes Russian adoption videos Adoption videos updated Our Russian adoption story