In Russia it is said that chickens are milked, and cows carry eggs. (A mockery of those who believe ridiculous rumors.)

Four O’clock a.m. and that coffee pot is going…

It is amazing that you can wake up and stretch a little bit, then try to tell yourself to go back to bed & a streaming cup of coffee comes to your mind. You roll over and ignore that cup of coffee image, but then, you seem to smell that coffee….then it is simply too late and coffee has invaded your soul and taken over your morning… 😉

Why not get up?

The birds are singing their tiny little hearts out. The mosquitoes are buzzing the screen of the window, frustrated that fresh blood is within sight. The sign of the sun is peeking from below the horizon. The aches and pains need to be worked out of the body and you just have too much to do today…

Of all reasons to get up; coffee just makes life better…


Yesterday, with sweet pea’s help, we replaced the outer tie rod end on the passenger side of Sammy the Volga. Svetochka got a first hand experience at a tie rod end that did not want to be retired, even if that end was falling apart. The pickle bar that I bought last week, did the job, but gave up the ghost and is junk now…

Ah, the Tiny Russian Village Time…

I shook and smacked on all the inner tie rods and found them all okay. But when I came to the passenger outer tie rod, it made a popping noise when I smacked it and complained that it was getting old and grouchy. So when grouch bear meets a grouch tie rod end? Grouchy bear replaces that end…

So I gathered my tools, my sweet pea helper and since Svetochka had bought an extra tie rod end, we were in business. But the pickle fork to pop the tie rod off, was almost not up to the task. The forks kept opening up and the tie rod end kept laughing at us…

Perseverance is the key to success….and sore arms, back, knees and cuts and scratches all-screaming at you the next day, remind you of perseverance and its end results, when tackling a car of vintage age…

Need a new pickle fork…

WtR

About the author

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...

Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...

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