I never intended for my blog to be about “All Sophia, All the Time,” but lately SHE has been my life. If you ever get the chance to date or marry someone who grew up in another country, you should go for it. It is a great experience, and you learn so much. I’ve always found other cultures fascinating, and I’m especially turned on by exotic accents. It’s not like Sophia walks around dressed like a Russian babushka. She left Russia at an early age. It’s just that her eyes grow sleepy when I try to get her enthusiastic about something that is so familiar to me, like… baseball.
In times of stress, you sometimes want the comfort of the familiar, which is usually associated with your childhood — and frankly, our cultural references don’t easily match up. A week ago, I had a dream about the TV show “Happy Days.” I used to watch “Happy Days” after school. Sophia has never seen the show once. Sometimes, I get a little lonely to chat with someone who actually cares that it is the 30th Anniversary of “Star Wars” or even likes the movie (I showed it to her once and she barely watched it). Luckily, I have so many low-brow blogging-friends who enjoy pop culture crap from the past.
Today, I was downloading some music.
“What are you downloading?” she asked.
“I didn’t know you like them?”
“I once saw them when I was a kid.”
“I didn’t realize they’ve been around so long.”
“They’ve been around forever.”
“I don’t get it. Were they children singers when you saw them?”
“Children singers? No. What are you talking about?”
“Didn’t you say you saw Il Divo?”
A Year Ago on Citizen of the Month: Spain is Cleaner than Portugal