Russian Village for Winter…

loveI sense that Sveta is mixed up about me going to the village for the winter. I think she really missed me over the summer and now with it getting close for me to leave, I am hearing mixed signals from her. The latest signal was about Thanksgiving…

Sveta loves and I mean simply loves pumpkin pie. I make it every year at the American Thanksgiving time. Yesterday Sveta was asking if maybe I could just wait until after Thanksgiving to go to the Russian Village. I did some thinking and now am looking at the weather forecast for the rest of November and the first half of December…

Spending the winter in the village is very important and it is important for more than just my desires. Boza and I have to pre-test the winter ability of the village home and next summer, repair what needs to be done to make it comfortable for Sveta. What is comfortable for Boza and I is not the same as for Sveta. For Sveta to live full time in the village, the home has to be easy climate control for her to be able to do it. The home is ready for Boza and I, but it still needs work…

I already know that I will install three new windows and will insulate the attic better this next summer. I also realize that the stove has to be torn down to the basics and rebuilt with new firebrick inside. And or replace the stove with a new modern design. This winter will add to that list, I am sure…

That is what this winter is about. I think that Sveta realizes that to have her dreams come true, the village is the place it will happen. For raising horses and other farm animals is not going to happen in Moscow. The situation also has to work around Sveta and retirement, Sveta is able to retire in just a few more years and then she will be free to pursue dreams better and for right now, I laying the groundwork for the future…

I guess that I will look and see what the weather is going to do and pick around December 1st to get back to the village. I will adjust accordingly, but I will get to the village and spend the winter there…

I have to meet Sveta in the middle, for she is my sweetie pea pie and I love her to death…

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This last summer in the Russian Village, I lost 55 lbs or 25 kilos or 4 stone. I will lose 10 more kilo and then set myself to maintain 250 pounds or around 115 kilos of body weight. I am a solid built man and at that weight, I will be thin. At that weight, I will wear an American 36 inch waist. That is my goal…

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Therefore, after some thinking this morning. I will leave for the village when December gets here. I hope it is not a mistake and I am not able to get to the village. I have enough supplies there already to stay snowed in two months of more, but getting there will be the trick. As long as the Russians snows do not fly to fast and furious, I will make it there…

Russia can be a harsh country in many ways and I am lucky that Boza is a Russian born doggy and I am tough as shoe leather, for we both fit right in and live comfortable in all the conditions…

Coffee-iconSveta is who I worry about and I do not want her to be a sad sweetie pie in Moscow alone and not able to get to the village to see us!

Have a nice day…

Posted by Kyle Keeton
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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 a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.