Winter Strikes Back!

After the most delicious homemade periogi I have ever eatten, Peter and I left Mike to nap the Sabbath away (so he claimed this would be his activity) and go on the very Polish after-dinner Sabbath walk. There is a park behind Warsaw University which we walked through to the University Library and the Vistula.


The first time I read Polish history I proclaimed that I had to dip my feet in the Vistula. We decided however that today might not be the best day for that. ;)


The 7 o'clock Chalupka show featuring Sausage Man was very entertaining. What I am really talking about is a series of meetings the Warsaw church is giving on "True Happiness in the Family" and Roman Chalupka, secretary of the church here in Poland is leading the lectures which take place every Sabbath, Sunday, and Wednesday. (fyi, sausage man is just some guy video taping the meeting who I recognized went with my group to Egypt. He looks like a sausage, hence the name.) I am supposed to sing for the meeting in two weeks! The meetings are filled with "keys" and "secrets" for happiness and are well done with power point slides, but a little too corny for me. Like, 4 "secrets" to a happy marriage are: 1. love yourself, 2. love your partner more than yourself, 3. love your kids next, and 4. love God the most. Well isn't that pretty. Tonight was something about how to best fit your partner in terms of temperatment, culture, but the first was: AGE. Ha! I laughed out loud at that one thinking of my academy stalker, of my very first love, and of my name sake whose first husband was 38 years older than her. I told Mike and Peter, I have a record to break! I am going for a man 40 years older than me! Where is grandpa! Anyway, seriously. These meetings are cool and all, but a little bit too much culture brain washing for me. I hope they help couples striving for happiness all over Poland, but I just don't fit in a package that neat. Sorry.

Peter walked me to the tram through the snow which had started to fall and I had a great time teasing him by singing the Peter song which goes: "I work too much, my tie doesn't match my shirt" and some other part I don't remember now. ;) Peter said I play with people. Now I am paranoid. I'm impossible and a walking contridiction (John Edison), I'm hormonal (Chris Chandler), My boobs are too big (Kolbein Andre) and now I play with people (Peter Lazar). Hmmm. I pondered these things on the WKD until it broke down somewhere before the Malichy stop where we sat for at least an hour until the next WKD pulled up behind us and pushed us the rest of the way. I'm finally home two hours later.