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

Good Morning Everyone… from TRV

Rained most of the night here in the Tiny Russian Village, but today will be sunny and up to 22 degrees Celsius…

Therefore, today I will mow grass. I will also work on the car, I found a small engine oil leak and have to figure that out and we need to paint the new window before we leave also…

I also really need to get the ant-aircraft guns out and try to shoot down a million mosquitoes, all hell bent on draining our blood from our bodies. I figure one gun on each corner of the yard will help a bunch…

Really I do…

I got sick and crashed yesterday (slept half the day.) I was bit so many times, the ant-histamines did not help much and my blood sugar has skyrocketed, fever hit me and I was even grouchier than normal, Svetochka said I was at least… 😉


Our car gets 15 kilometers per liter of benzine. 40 rubles a liter is what we pay on average and that is $2.65 basically per gallon in America. That is about 56 to 57 kilometers per gallon of fuel and that is around 34 to 35 miles per gallon…

Not bad for an old Volga, granted it has a new engine and other goodies, but it still is a box on wheels and it does good. But now she leaked a liter of oil in 500 kilometers and I have to get that fixed today. I do not like oil drips under the car….(looks like pan gasket,) that makes me grouchy…


Looked at the news this morning and found America doing what it does best….stirring the pot of noodles until they all crumble and become mush. Just leave Iran, Russia, North Korea, Venezuela, Brazil, China, Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, Oman, Pakistan, Yemen, Central African Republic, Ukraine and….

Altogether, that makes 74 nations where the US is fighting or “helping” some force in some proxy struggle that has been deemed beneficial by the nation’s masters of war.

Just leave a huge portion of the world alone and start fixing issues back home in the USA…


Come this way to the Tiny Russian Village home…

Have a good day….see you tomorrow…

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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