…well, except for maybe another car and an all-English-all-the time book store. Oh, and my parents close-by would nice. And my sister and her family too. A girl can dream.
I’ve got everything I need. I’ve got my Misiu and my two adorable miśki. We’ve got jobs – knock on wood. Miśki have a nice school within walking distance. We’ve got our city haven, a little small, but it’s all paid for and all ours. We’ve got our village housek, needs some work and is a bit empty, but it’s all paid for and all ours.
I’ve got my friends, my BFF’s, my acquaintances. I’ve got my hairdresser, my doctor, my dentist and my OB-GYN…who by the way promised to learn English…I’ve had 2 kids since then. I’ve got my favorite places, my butcher Pan Sławek, my favorite bakery, my favorite shoe shop. I know 10 different ways to get to the center from here. I know that if you want to turn left there, you should change lanes here. I can get you to airport in a heartbeat. I can tell you where the best places to park are.
We got all the shops we could dream of –all the major supermarket brands, the Polish and international clothing brands. We’ve even got a new Gap in the city, I’m certain, put here expressly for me…to make me feel more at home. Thanks, I appreciate it.
The supermarkets have got all the stuff I want to buy. They’ve got the good Polish bread, the dark brown sugar, the Philly’s cream cheese, even Oreo’s if you are so inclined. I’ve got my Tide (Vizir), my Dawn (Fairy) and my Secret antiperspirant. I’m ready to go.
I can cook pretty much the same stuff that I cooked in America although I hate recipes that start with “a box of…, a packet of…” when I don’t have those things. But I can adapt.
My motto is
…bo się da.
and now prepare to be amazed…
English is everywhere. My miśki will grow up bi-lingual, if not tri-lingual.
We were so sorry when they changed “Sex on the beach” for “Sun on the beach”. It was my whole Sunday morning fun to go to the bakery and listen to the babcia’s order 2 scoops of “Sex on the beach” after mass.