Monika’s Musings

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Did not see this coming


Funny little stories related to the fact that I quit smoking keep on happening to me. Even more so now that Vesko also quit (11 days today!!).

One that took us by surprise was two nights ago – which was the first night we spent at our new home. We had been renovating the apartment with lots of love and enthusiasm for a little over an year and we wanted our first dinner there to be special. We decided against a fancy meal and instead I chose one of my favorite soups that I learned making from my mom, since in my book soup equals a cozy homey feeling (which reminds me of a funny story I will post here a little later).

The table (actually, the bar … YEAH, we have a bar at home!!!) was set for two and the only thing missing was a nice candle.

I looked around and asked Vesko for a light. And right there and then it happened – (if someone had told me four months ago that we’d find ourselves in such a situation I would have laughed hard in their face) – we, the people who until recently smoked two packs a day, did not have a single lighter. Who would have thought?


Shaken, not stirred


Earlier this morning, a little before 3:00 AM, Bulgaria’s capital Sofia was shaken by a 5.8-magnitude quake [freakin' scary stuff].
Here’s a short recount of the events at my house:

2:57: I wake up in panic, completely confused, without an apparent reason.
A few seconds later, at 2:58: Friggin earthquake hits, I feel first the vertical then the horizontal shakes.
2:58: Vesko, who just arrived from California and is still jet lagged jerks up in bed, sees me up and asks what happened
2:59: Me: It’s OK, babe, no biggie, just a strong earthquake (Very comforting, I know …)

2:58: My mom jumps up startled, pokes my dad and says “Can you feel it? It’s an earthquake, it’s, an EARTHQUAKE”
2:59: Dad, as the building is swaying to and fro: It’s ok, nothing to worry about. (Seriously?)

3:05: We are all in the living room. Scared, worried, annoyed – a good chunk of the emotional spectrum is present. The best part is the doggy: it’s ecstatic: it is a mid-night party and it wants to play with all of us!