Here I’m standing in front of my husband’s car back in Ukraine:
I swear, the car used to look very chic to me. This is all taking place in a forest where our parents’ Research Institute had built (back in USSR) really comfortable and pretty little houses for people to stay in during the summer. There was a river with a very good beach, and one could pick tons of mushrooms in the forest. This is where we came for our honeymoon back in 1995 but this photo is from a little later.
Please observe the summer dress I’m wearing. My sister loved that dress and always tried to sneak it away from me. One day, I was coming home when I saw her running around in it, like it were hers, or something! I was mortally offended.
Since then, I developed a habit of stealing her things and then asking her, in all innocence, “Oh, so you didn’t mean to give it to me as a gift? I could have sworn you did.”
This year she gave me a BEAUTIFUL Michael Kors dress for New Year’s and I’m thinking it’s time to let go of the old grudge I’ve been holding over this sundress from the 1990s.
P.S. And if you think I hold grudges for too long, just ask her about half a pickled apple from back in the frikking eighties that I ate and that was supposed to be hers.


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