If the world really is going to end in 2012, shouldn't you at least have a cute wall calendar to mark off the day? Here are five inspired by, you guessed it, matryoshkas...
Once in a while our kid will be in the mood to hear a Russian bedtime story. I don’t know what prompts it, only that sometimes after I tuck him in he’ll ask for his dad and will settle in to hear a story read in a language he doesn’t understand. This was the drill
Bill Murray makes a surprisingly convincing Russian general from the 19th century, but it's all about Mickey Rourke for the Russian and me. Don't worry, all will be explained. Keep reading.
Put a ring on it. A matryoshka ring, that is.
Apparently Russians know how to cast spells. I was not aware of this. The balance of power in our relationship may just have shifted ever so slightly...
The Russian is a world-class napper. I've always marveled at his ability to fall asleep any place, any time. On flights, for example, he's the guy who dozes off before takeoff and wakes rosy-cheeked and rested hours later as we're taxiing in at our destination. I thought it was just him but now I'm wondering
I'm using Matryoshka Monday as an opportunity to show off my superior image attribution skills...
Today's Matryoshka Monday features a jewelry designer from Central Pennsylvania which is where I spent half my life. Fortunately she makes necklaces inspired by lovely nesting dolls, not scrapple.
On the day it happened, I was exactly one year into a job at a glamorous company I loved, two years into a marriage I loved even more, skinny and cute and on my way to a fancy gala at the Kennedy Library in Boston. I was in a Town Car with my rollaway suitcase,
Ooopsie doodle, it seems I'm a day late and a Matryoshka Monday post short. Can I still blame Hurricane Irene?