I have often thought about learning Russian, because when we spend time with my husband's family, this is what I hear:
We do not see them often though, because they do not live close.
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10 comments:
Really when I spend time with Brad's family I hear the same thing but they are speaking english, maybe you don't want to know what they are really saying.
Yeah, I understand. For a while I was engaged to someone from another country. Being in the middle of the family reunions was very confusing.
karin, you have a good point!
saur, was it that guy with the heavy accent you met on business... ;0)
Susie, That cat is a depiction of my friend's fat cat. I was visiting her, and as I was getting ready to leave, the fat cat came waddling in and rolled over on the floor in the middle of where we were standing, just like that. George's parents and Grandma live in New York City.
That cat looks like one I used to know.
I think my husband hears blah, blah, blah, when my family get together, as some of them (not my parents ... others who I will not mention!) ... just keep on talking German, knowing full well that he can't understand. They are all fluent in English, so I don't know what their problems are !!
Have a great day, Meow
Well, you'd know if they were talking about a cat.
:-]
LOL! I hear the same thing with my Hubbs family, they are Italian. All though, after 15 years, I'm catching on, lol.
LOL, i love that pussycat :)
I just tune out and pretend i have selective hearing!
Jenn, ;o) no. Filipino. And he was really, really cute.
This particular cat pose was used by a feline I once ran across who would lure innocent humans to their doom. He would roll over on his back, paws outstretched, and give an innocent look that said "I'm friendly, come and pet my tummy!" Of course, when you actually did try to do that, he would turn into Ninja Cat and slice up your forearm like so much salami. I hated that cat, but yours looks friendly.
I love your drawings!
Meow, yup, blah blah is what he hears. Have you taught him any German?
seeker, you are right! Whatever words I know jump out at me in between all the blahs.
momyblogr, it is good you are catching on... maybe I would be too if we were together more often.
michelle, I just doodle, or play with my nephews who are at the age where they prefer English now.
Saur, where did you come across a cute Filipino? You'll have to post about that sometime... if it's a story worth telling.
muley, I knew a cat like that, exept it would hide behind trees before attacking its victims. The one you knew sounds even more dangerous!
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