tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post7778715514754357752..comments2023-11-03T07:29:16.334+00:00Comments on The Potty Diaries: Not dead, just in Moscow - one year onPotty Mummyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-11201505337034445612011-01-18T22:09:23.378+00:002011-01-18T22:09:23.378+00:00Seems like you've learned a lot! I was spooked...Seems like you've learned a lot! I was spooked by your brackets there. You take care of yourself!Mwahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00954216492730746581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-56806079426905897742011-01-18T15:13:57.495+00:002011-01-18T15:13:57.495+00:00It's a challenge eh Potty! I find my kids are ...It's a challenge eh Potty! I find my kids are way more adaptable than I, but like you, I'm finally getting there. Though I think you need to give yourself more credit - it's taken me 2.5 yrs to get to this point of acceptance of my new life in the UK, and you sound like you're well down the road after just one year! Bravo!vegemitevixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08499944412217904302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-20757737990380700052011-01-16T19:42:39.384+00:002011-01-16T19:42:39.384+00:00i cannot believe it has been a year already!
i la...i cannot believe it has been a year already!<br /><br />i laughed when i read the forgetting to clear the snow from the headlights. during our last snow, we merrily drove out of town in the dark, away from the street lamps and suddenly i could not see the road ahead of me. i began freaking out and yelling 'I CAN'T SEE' and tom kept saying it was fine and i was talking nonense. i pulled into a layby, got out and found about 6 inches of snow piled onto my headlights. i sometimes seriously question tom's judgement...<br /><br />Looking forward to hearing what happens next... and well done for the last year - what an adventure! xElsie Buttonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03768998561385293241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-49099724521433093702011-01-14T17:46:33.578+00:002011-01-14T17:46:33.578+00:00yes, children are So adaptable aren't they? I ...yes, children are So adaptable aren't they? I have not found the adapting as hard (tho it was) as the 'having to keep doing it' factor, moving & starting all over agn somewhere new. I cd never be an embassy or miltiary wife...<br />MY eldest is now at the age (10 1/2) wehre the adapting thing becomes more key & it's not something we feel it's fair to ask him to keep doing.Paradise Lost In Translationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08507703496080523959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-58888848230115075422011-01-14T17:29:10.272+00:002011-01-14T17:29:10.272+00:00Congratulations on making it through the first yea...Congratulations on making it through the first year - it should only get easier from now on. I've been away 20 months and suddenly the prospect of being back in England is more daunting than that of carrying on here - I've forgotten how England works!nappy valley girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10788949037047084412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-30621833746554494992011-01-14T13:50:13.430+00:002011-01-14T13:50:13.430+00:00I have studied Russian for over 10 years in school...I have studied Russian for over 10 years in school and can say "write" without making a piss of it :), BUT I would never be brave enough to live in Russia!Lhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15482459464795182198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-50091089061735623512011-01-14T10:07:02.015+00:002011-01-14T10:07:02.015+00:00Wow I remember when you were packing and unpacking...Wow I remember when you were packing and unpacking and though I may not have always commented (my apologies) I remmeber reading and thinking of you and your family on this adventure. I am proud of you all and of course at times it's bound to be more difficult than anyone else can imagine (that's because it's your lives not theirs) but look at all the good that's come out of it. You are doing so well and have learnt so much already! Well done. Keep up the good work and do take care xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-78580410333701535202011-01-14T09:32:05.205+00:002011-01-14T09:32:05.205+00:00Iota, funny, isn't it, what blogging can bring...Iota, funny, isn't it, what blogging can bring out?<br /><br />DG, thankyou thankyou for your kind words - and the shared pain!<br /><br />EPM, we will, that's for sure. But we'll also be changed - and I'm not a natural at accepting that.Potty Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-71930397482738371092011-01-13T20:26:23.123+00:002011-01-13T20:26:23.123+00:00Who would have thought eh? I'm so glad it'...Who would have thought eh? I'm so glad it's working out for you. It IS working out isn't it? I didn't miss something did I?<br />I think you'll all be much better off for this adventure.Expat mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17798190669591053390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-6635243833034175222011-01-13T19:43:53.503+00:002011-01-13T19:43:53.503+00:00I've learned more about Russia than I ever wou...I've learned more about Russia than I ever would have done otherwise. It doesn't change the fact that I think your blog is outstanding and would love to be as well-respected as you. <br /><br />And I have learned that thee are drawbacks to your mother erading your blog, so I do feel your pain.Kelly Inneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17145699000960809495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-66657084949265371032011-01-13T19:35:38.441+00:002011-01-13T19:35:38.441+00:00Oh. I was enjoying that and thinking how upbeat it...Oh. I was enjoying that and thinking how upbeat it all was, and then there's that last sentence. But I'm not sure what it means. It could be a Potty Mummy jokey self-deprecating quip. Or it could be a sad "I'm not enjoying life here, I'm homesick for London" kind of a parting shot. Either way, I bet you're a whole lot more adaptable than you give yourself credit for.<br /><br />The whole "who gets to read my blog" issue - that's one thing you don't leave behind wherever you move.Iota https://www.blogger.com/profile/08507184283437057648noreply@blogger.com