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8 March 2000
22:56:13

Congratulations all women around the Earth! :-)))

I made a gift to my mom that she liked very much (I bought it some time ago and was keeping that at work, but yesterday I took all my stuff home) - a coffee-pan. My mom is a huge lover of coffee and our last coffee-pan was dmaged long time ago, so she used a little kind of saucepan which I used too for making quickly one cup of tea but it always smelled coffee :-) Mom gave me wonderful red panies! :-)))

Yesterday in the evening I called Tania to ask her if she comes today or should I go visit her yesterday but she said she'd rather come today. So my mom left where she was invited at friends' and I stayed to wait for Tania. She came later than it was set, but it doesn't matter. We passed a bit of time together but then she had to go, because she was expecting her boy-friend whom she haven't seen for a week to come visit her. Sigh... but what can I do?

I had flowers for my director of the library that I had not time to give her yesterday and I thought I'd go visit her. Mom was proposing to take with me champaign and chocolates but I suppose she had already plenty of champaign and chocolates and I was keeping that champain we had for more important opportuniy (we had too little money to buy anything). I actually went out with Tania but then thought I have to come back... I forgot for what. And I took the book Tania gave to me yesterday (Magician of Sealand (tr?) of Ursula Le Guin) and remained sitting on the kitchen, reading and gradually taking off my coat, scarp, my brand new shoes I was wearing already second day... :-))

Then I decided to play in Civilization II. I didn't went out anywhere that day. And guess what? Not for nothing!

Around 7-8 in the afternoon there was a call. I take the handset and here from there "Allo" in thick masculine voice. I say "Da" which means Yes in Russian, -Tamara? -Da. -Tamara? -Da! -Is that you? -Da! :-))) Only then I switched at last my mind in English and answered in English -Yes. -Is that you, Tamara? -Yes, it's me! I didn't know the voice, but thank God I didn't had to ask because he said himself. It was my N-brother! :-))) He told he will call when the phone was installed but didn't. He did nothing he told me he will except if it was concerning writing me something by e-mail, so I was making sometimes naughty remarks and said him that I bet to eat my hat if he'll call, to what he replied "Beware" but I said that I see no reasons to be afraid because he still didn't do anything he said me he will. Then when my last day at work yesterday and this unpleasant talk, I prevented him I uninstall ICQ and will probably have to wait even for using my e-mail a bit, and ICQ is gone for quite some time. So yesterday he say that I don't forget to e-mail him and also he said he'll talk to his bride. And I told that these day I'll be out of electronic communication he could keep to his word and call me, and he actually did! :-)))

We had a very pleasant talk although it wasn't heard very well. He said he don't recognise my voice but how could he - he heard it too little and long ago :-) Also he didn't yet speak to his bride but we've had a funny talk about languages - I'm learning Norwegian, he - Russian. I couldn't remeber anything at the moment but he said few quite funny phrases. Only the first one hitted me like a slap: "I'm Norwegian stupid" I couldn't quite make it out if he said he knows or he doesn't quite know what it means but I prevented him it's a bad phrase... God! I wouldn't teach to my belove such phrase even if he asked me! What a not caring woman deep inside she is!...

Well, we're named brother and sister because we became such close friends and understand each other so well for our souls are so close and we haven't seen each other but on photos and talked on phone only once more than a year ago when he was yet in love with another girl (different from his current bride but strangely from the same city)

He said that it's all difficult to his bride about me although I don't understand why but he said me to put myself on her place... I don't know still... All I can imagine is that she sees some danger in me because I'm his very close friend and know him longer than her... and I'm a woman, of course! But I can't place myself on her place because I see my reactions would be all very different: I wouldn't invite this friend and I wouldn't be afraid, knowing him and being his bride and future mother of his child... She's simply different although I ahrdly believe she's afraid of me for her feeling of supremacy simply don't accept rivals...

Well, OK, it's his Karma, not mine. I asked him to apologize for me (She's pregnant and nervous after all and I could already see clearly I simply shouldn't involve her although I'm glad her true self came out) and told him that even if it doesn't happen, I can't come, it's still OK because we both know our friendship is very unconditional and we hope it will never be broken. I explained him how words have power... But other things he was telling were very funny, I laughed even the next day remebering "I'm Norwegian cuckoo, coo-coo!" ;-)))))

Well, the talk was quite pleasant although a bit too long for the price for distance. It was a very joyful gift on women's day even although it means nothing outside ex-soviet countries and he didn't congratulate me formally. And it made this day passed in loneliness at home still a worth holyday (I would certainly not be at home if I'd go out to pay visit somewhere earlier).

Brother, I love you and thank you for being! Again and again like we periodicalyy feel for each other despite misunderstandings that occur to every relationship periodically also :-))) "Happiness is understanding".

 
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