Monday, May 29, 2006

Introducing... The newest member of the Taylor Family.

Mr. Andrew Ishim* Taylor
b 4 July 2005 in Kokshetau Kazakhstan of Kazak heritage
a 29 May 2006 in Astana Kazakhstan

Today our petition of adoption was approved by the Kazakhstan judge in our court proceeding.

We are happy to present these photos of our son Andrew:

Rob: "I like to fly but Daddy has crappy camera skills!"
Jen: "Ahhhhh, is that a Truhe Ceiling Fan?"


Rob: "I liiiiike sliiiiding!!!!!"
Jen: "You're kidding me, I have to play on this wimpy slide, gimme the big one!"


Rob: "This shot shows how cute I am as well as daddy's enormous beer belly!"
Jen: "It's so hot in here I need to open that window"


Rob: "Put down that #$&* camera and get me a newspaper!"
Jen: "I like my potty time, now get outta my bathroom. And stop looking to get a peak of anything."


Rob: "WOMAN! Get in the kitchen and get me some goolash!"
Jen: "I really don't think you want to mess with me. I could go Pampers at any minute. Hmm, I kind of look like WC Fields"


Rob: "YUM!!!! I love gooolash! Can Chiplet make that at home?"
Jen: "Once I wipe my nose, I can be snuggly."


"Can I get an awwwwww! Like an authentic HRR awwww?"


Rob: "OK. Get Matt on the line.
This downspout is improper and needs repair. Get a dozer. STAT!"
Jen: "And while you're at it, dig up the backyard and re-landscape it. I need rocks"


"Come on.. Vogue... everybody flow with the Music..."


"I like to sleep (until mommy whacks the crib and wakes me up)"


Happy Memorial Day... Won't forget this one...

- Rob and Jen





*Pronounced EeeSheeem.
The Ishim (In Kazak Esil (EeeSeal)) is a river.
Its length is 2450 km (1530 miles).
It is a left tributary of the Irtysh River.
The Ishim River is partly navigable and passes through Astana.

Astana, estimated population of 600,000 (2004 and growing fast to 1million(est) by 2007), has been the capital of Kazakhstan since 1998.


Sunday, May 28, 2006

May 28, Part Jen

May 28th

The other night Rob got the munchies and cleared out the smattering of snackies we bought when we first moved in to the apartment. I think these were mushroom flavored corn sticks, but maybe they were magic muchrooom sticks.

It's Sunday so we can not visit Junior today. Instead we decided to head out to the country with our translator and her 2 fearless sisters, along with Baheet. We drove about 3 hours north, at least i think it was 3 hours because I slept most of the way since we woke up 4 hours earlier than normal. The place was like a state park, spelled phonetically Bar-Oh-Vohy. I am sure Rob will correct my spelling and historic information. There were a couple small lakes and one really big lake with lots of rocks and mountains. We took lots of pictures, but since our laptop angered the Voltage Gods we can no longer upload pictures from the camera. Once Rob leaves I'll spend some time in the internet cafe and upload pictures. Anyways, we had a nice day in the country hugging trees to gain energy (their idea, not ours). Rob fished from the big rock in the middle of the lake with one of the sisters, while the other sister made me climb to the rob of the rocks. I left a little skin, and pride, on the rocks of Kazakhstan, and realized that my 36 year old body can not climb like someone in their young 20's.

Tonight we need to get our photos ready for court tomorrow and practice our court statement.

We gave up on any hopes of Rob leaving Monday night after court because Lufthansa does not have customer service in their operatins manual. When they say "we'll call you later today" that means "you're not German and we are so we care only about the World Cup right now". After we get through court we'll see what we can do with United about Rob maybe coming home Thursday. Hopefully my exit will be a little smoother with Rob stateside to fix the flights.

For those trying to figure out the name, we'll let you swing for another day.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

May 27th - Part Grumpy Man formerly known as Rob

I am grumpy!

I am grumpy because I feel like I am in pseudo exile in a foreign land and I miss my bed, cats and ability to order food and communicate without a translator.

In addition, spending 24X7 with your wife can be hazardous to your grumpy level.

In the end it will all be worth it when junior is pee-ing in the chiplet's bushes and chasing the rose's daughter around the 'hood to 'play doctor'. Tho it sounds like he (junior not chip now stick with me) already has an offer to do this with my neice megan. Yeah I guess I am about to get an nc-17 rating for this blog but grrrrr... I am grumpy.

The usb backplane on our computer is fried... how did this happen?
I suspect the aliens did it... I didn't heed the warning from their messenger, the one who will deliver the message. I chose to ignore the message and

BANG

Queue opera man music......
-----enter opera man.....----
USB devices no worko.
El Rob-o grumpa-douchio!!!
..pause....
El wife-o.. she a unhappy-o.....over every little thing-o!!!!
Fried the cellphono...
Chargeo!!! toooo-ah
One less thing-o to bring a HOOOOMOOOOO!
----->exit opera man....----

So, junior barfed on me today and I forgot to change my shirt so I went to the restaurant with it on and Jen had to point this out to you in her blog!!!

Great.

I guess that teaches us to play rough with him when he just ate a ton o food.

Tomorrow is relaxation day.

We are traveling to a scenic location 200km north.
The hills are alive with the sound of music there and there are many lakes and hills and rocks and trees.
We will be traveling in our lux vw vanagan with me, jen, our driver, co-ordinator, translator and translator's 2 sisters....... ;) .
I will dispatch the 5 females to go do female stuff while me and my new fishing buddy Dima (the driver) go pike-perch fishing. (sorry john).

Hopefully we will figure out how to fix the USB crap so we can post pictures again. Right now Jen is excited to be on cat5 and linux since windows seems to only use the USB network and USB is fubarred.

TILL LATER.

Rob

Friday, May 26, 2006

May 27, Part Jen


May 27

This is a picture of my dinner from last night. I usually don't take pictures of my food but I thought the chicken leg with tin foil looked funny. It was Chicken Kiev, which I beleive means "yesterday's dried out and microwaved chicken." It looked pretty, but tasted like chicken I forgot to take out of the oven becuase I fell asleep making dinner.

We had a good visit with junior today. We spent the whole day outside because they were getting the visitation rooms ready for a big shin dig June 1st. The teething issues seem to have subsided for a couple days and Danny was happy to walk around outside and go down the slides. Then we played "destroy and throw anything on the table" for about half an hour, then we finished up with a half hour of "toss the baby in the air". Remeber than our visit is just after his jumbo lunch, and that were were tossing him around. Yes, we shold have put 2 and 2 together to see the spew coming, but we did not. Rob is now wearing the Badge Of Parenthood with some carrot and potatoe soup on him. It did not phases him, as we went out to a fancy dinner wearing the same shirt.

After we got home we angered the Voltage Gods. We plugged in teh cell phone charger to charge up Rob's cell phone, but forget to check is we needed a power convertor in addition to an adaptor. Rob smelled something funky, and lo and behold the charger was fried. But we had a back up so he was able to charge his cell. But we Voltage Gods were still angry and somehow fried the 2 USB ports on the laptop. That means no more photo transfers, flash drive transfers for the internet cafe and most importantly no more internet access since only the USB, not ethernet, works with our Russian modem. Maybe in all of our spare time we can check out the computer stores here to see if we can piece together another USB connection. If not, I will restore my frequent flyer status at the germ infested internet cafe. Good thing we have more anibiotics.

And to the blog-pooh-pooh-heads complaining about my posts being too long and the website being too slow: Shoooooooo. Don't read my blog. Move along.

May the 26th - Part Robbie

HI!

I have been harassed, boiled, fried, gumboed, sashliked, shiskabobbed, cocktailed, creoled, stewed, saladtized, and burgerized about revealing Junior's name.

All I can say is that you have been DaVincied from the start and that the name is SOMEWHERE in this blog...... Ok Ok Ok... I will break down to give you ONE hint.

Junior's last name will be Taylor.

Our time today with Junior was awesome.
We started outside and strapped him into the baby bjorn and walked him around.
He likes that alot.
We did a few slides and played on the outside table.
He started to get cranky SO!!!....... enter baby miracle cure number 147 as advised from one of our friends.....

ORAJEL!!!

Jen put some cherry flavored orajel on her finger and rubbed his gumbs.
He freaked for about 30 seconds then

MAGIC!!!!

Happy Baby.

We went inside and he was a bundle of joy.
I was tossing him into the air and catching him on the jump-o-lene and he loved it. I was also pulling on his legs across the jump-o-lene and he loved it too.
He was laughing hard and talking and smiling the whole time.
He was pretty tired and hot (as we were) by the end so I think he'll sleep well.

I always wanted to have a kid I could wear out so he'd sleep well and I think we have a winner here. Aunt Lauren can babysit him if she promises to bring him back tired, muddy/wet (and not the oooops I peed my diapie kind) or grassstained. No internet addicted geek child to be raised here.. No TV either. LOL.

OK post comments.... If I don't get 5 for this post I am shutting this sucka down!!! (some of this material is inside joke stuff... don't fret)

MEOW... your toothbrush is not safe from me!!! MEW!!!

- Rob

May 26, Part Jen


May 26th

This is a sign for a gas station that we pass every day. For the past month I have been looking at the logo. Today I realized the logo looks like the profile of a guy with a black face and a white eye, wearing a turban with his arms reached out as if to hug someone. Rob said I am crazy and that it’s a natural gas and/or drop of oil. Does anyone else see the guy? Or have I gone around the bend?

Our cable modem, and cable TV, were out the past day, and now we are back in action. We had to resort to TALKING last night with no internet, and no cable TV. It was like the stone ages. We fell asleep about 2 or 3 hours earlier than normal last night....out of boredom, and nothing else!

Today was a good visit with junior. Rob walked him around outside for an hour, blowing bubbles is no longer entertaining, then as he walked he had to touch every surface we saw: crumbling bricks, aluminum siding, plastic slides, marble steps, old rusty bus, etc. It makes for an entertaining walk. Rob also walks a bit faster than I do, so junior looked like he was on a galloping horse, but he did have smiles the whole time. When we sat down at the picnic able to play, he got a bit fidgety. We are not allowed to put him on the ground outside, and he really wanted to crawl and sitting on our lap was not going to cut it. So after 15 minutes of struggling and teething, we snuck some Orajel and he calmed down so we went inside.

Once inside, we stripped him of all his clothes except his shirt and let him crawl around. They usually have pants on him, with footies, so junior was like a new baby crawling with bare knees. He was instant energy and no crying. We decided it was a good day to spend in the inflatable jump-a-roo (or maybe it was jump-o-leene). It’s an inflatable thing that looks like a mini pool, about 4 feet across and with walls about 2 feet high. He would jump around in there, and chase balls, roll over and giggle. Then we decided we would make him fly and have him jump up and down which he really liked. Junior would jump and bounce all over, take a 5 second rest, then start all over. At one point we thought he was taking a little nap so we pulled him across the jump-o-leen on his belly, then he crawled back to the other side, and we pulled him again. That last for about 10 minutes of laughing. This was quite a work out, and probably something my chirpractor should not know about. After an hour of that we were all sweaty and ready for a nap. Rob does a good job of calming him down and getting him ready for shut down mode; Junior takes a nap after our visits.

After our visit we came home to start cleaning out the fridge in preparation for Rob leaving next week. We had the interesting combo of cabbage pasta thingies, French fries, Heinz Ketchup, assorted cookies and apple juice.

We are still trying to straighten out Rob's departure tickets. We booked the flight through united, which is a partner with Lufthansa. Unfortunately Lufthansa can not make the changes without first talking to United, and apparently no one from united has been working this week so we can't get an answer. We thought we would take matters into our own hands and call united directly, but our calling card can not be used to make a toll free call, and we can't gt the 800 number to work from here. So I called AT&T and asked if I can't use m calling card, then how can I complete the call. She said to apply for another calling card and in 10 to 14 business days I should have the card mailed ot my home in the US. She did not seem to graps the fact that I needed to call TODAY to make the changes for a flight to the US, where I would then pick up my calling card at home. Perhaps I needed to email her a diagram of the situation, but she finally said "you can't call here from there". Argh. So we're on to plan B, once we figure out what plan B is. Worst case is that Rob returns on June 5th, his original return date, instead of a week earlier. Rob has really been craving a hoagie from America, so if anyone can take a photo of one and post it in the comments, or perhaps just have a long description of a hoagie they ate today, that should get him over his food cravings.

The other night at dinner our Co-ordinator was paying for his dinner ( we all get seperate checks) with his Visa. It was colorful so I asked to see it. Then Rob showed him our WaWa Visa Card. Our co-ordinator speaks pretty good English, but he does not know as much English as our translator. He looked quite perflexed at the Visa card, chuckled and slowly said "WahhhhWahhhhh, what is this I am not familiar with it". We tried to explain it, but even to us it sounded rather weird. I don't think he'll try to work WaWa into any converations any time soon.

Speaking of WaWa, our little Kazak 7-Eleven across the court yard which used to be open 24 hours, recently took down their 24 sign, and is now a 9-TwentyOne store. They still have good deals on tissues , travel packs for about 9 cents, but our demand has gone down now that we are immune to Kazak germs. But they still are useful for the toilet-seat and toiletpaperless restrooms here. Even the uber fancy Astana airport has removed the toilet seats. If anyone removed the toilet seats from our house before we return, i will be quite unhappy.

My Dad and Liz left for vacation today, so the job of blogger comment rests solely on the shoulder of Megan. Get off your blog-stalking mouse and post some comments or Rob will threaten another BlogCott.....but if you have read Rob's posts that might not be a bad thing.

May 25, Part Jen (delayed due to cable modem snafu)

May 25

It’s starting to get really warm here in Astana. When we first arrived it was literally freezing with ice on the puddles, and now it’s sticky. We have been using the AC the past couple of afternoons, then open the windows at night. We’re on the 8th floor, so we get a nice breeze along with the hum of the generators. Oh, the sounds of the city.

We have exhausted the supply of American toilet paper…..at least the allotment for while Rob is here. We bought some Kazak TP the other day, and it was not too bad, just not my Quilted Northern. And when you get down to the last 30 or 40 sheets, they glue them all together, so you can only get off 1 sheet at a time. So I ended up shredding the last of the roll.

Today’s visit with junior started with an hour outside, checking out the new slide and play set. There are 2 much bigger slides, and about 3 levels to play on. The slides are quite a bit bigger than the others, and he freaked out when we slid him down. But he also had his “ride up my crotch” outfit on, so we think that might have contributed to his sour pussness. We moved into the shade to play destruction of the stacking cups, then light saber wars with the bubble blowers. Once we got inside, he gave us a sample of what the long plane ride home will be like. We think he’s just teething and when I get custody in 3 weeks I can slap some Baby Orajel on those chompers he’ll be much happier.

After lunch we stopped by a new food market. This place was more of a challenge than our normal store because instead of store where you can roam, there were about 15 or 20 little stores where you walk to the counter and they get stuff off shelves for you, like on Little House On The Prairie (yes, I did watch it). It limited the impulse purchases, and even the purchases we needed to make but didn’t want to fight the crowds to get stuff. I did brave the stand for deodorant. They don’t have my regular brand, Arrid XX roll on in case you are wondering, so I tried Secret Platinum. The only reason I picked Platinum was because there were about 15 kinds of Secret and she kept reading the ‘flavors’ in Russian and I had no idea what she was saying. The only ‘flavor’ I cold read from afar was Platinum which thankfully does not have a clear translation. So she pulled 3 bottles off the shelf, opened them and invited me to sniff them. Since me underarm does not see a lot of action, I picked the first one I sniffed. I’ll know in a couple days if it was a good choice or not. After my deodorant conquest, Rob and I successfully bought 3 bottles of non-carbonated non-mineral water from another lady behind the counter. I would have bought 4, but I forgot how to say 4 in Russian. Which is why I only get 1, 2 or 3 of stuff. I also bought some honey at the honey stand (yes, i know it’s a strange combo of purchases) and the Honey Lady tried to rip me off by not giving me 10 tenge in change (about 8 cents). But I stared her down, pointed to my palm, and she reluctantly opened up the coin drawer and forked over my massive money.

Our Kazak posse came over after that to review what we need for court and the US embassy and to review the rest of the timeline. I’ll be here closer to 9 weeks than the planned 7 weeks, so we need to revisit our cash flow and see if we need to start hitting the MAC machine here. We tried out the MAC machine last week at the big western foodstore and it worked like a champ.

For dinner we worked on cleaning out the fridge since Rob will hopefully be leaving next Monday night. We dined on French Fries (cooked in the oven in a pot lid for lack of a cookie sheet), Heinz Ketchup, Pear Juice (which is so thick it looks like milk), crackers and cheese.

Today’s name for Junior: Lieutenant Dan Taylor. Can you tell we just watched Forrest Gump?

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

May 24th - Rob (take 2)

I WANT MY (Kazak) Mtv!!!!!

Anyways I was meaning to post something about the cost of gasoline here and I keep forgetting.


96 Octane... Like AWESOME stuff = $2.18/gallon
92 Octane... Premium in USA = $1.82/gallon

I didn't see 87 octane but will look for it.
I bet it's around $1.50/gallon.

It's a good thing gas is cheap. There are a ton of SUVs here probably due to the bad roads. Daily I see 1 or 2 Hummer H2's, 3 or 4 G-Wagons (G500 mercs) and a ton of Prado;s. The other day we spotted a Porsche Cayene S (like almost 100,000USD) in the mall parking lot. Can you say... OIL is very very good business?

There was one more thing that I also keep forgetting to report and thank goodness I will be home in a week. Well, besides missing John, Zane, my kitty cats and Fishing I am also missing Luncheon Meat (hoagies are the yum), a decent cooked breakfast, and also I miss the LOOP COFFEE!!!

Can I get an ahhh.....?

May 24th, Part Jen


May 24

We had another leisurely morning, sleeping until 10am, followed by a long steamy shower with near boiling water, topped off with a hearty breakfast of Snow Flakes (stale Frosted Flakes).

Junior had another day of half outside sunshine and half inside playtime. We tortured, um I mean challenged him inside by putting balls on the wall shelves just out of his reach so he really had to stretch for them. He figured out he could kind of climb the wall to get the ball. Hmmm, maybe that was not such a good idea to teach him. First time parents, yet another mistake. When he starts to scale the house we’ll wonder where he got the idea.

But our big news of the day was we got a court date, May 29th at 4pm…..the start of our 5th week here. After our visit with junior we went out to the airport to change Rob’s flight home. We thought it would be easy since we paid extra for the adoption fare to give us the ability to feelessly (like that word?) change the return date. Unfortunately there were no seats left on the flight, so we are looking into Rob flying home through Almaty. Lufthansa is checking with United to see if it’s allowed, and how much money it will cost. Hopefully by the weekend we'll have Rob’s travel plans ironed out.

On an unrelated topic, Rob is quite enamored with the MTV here. In a lot of the cafeteria style restaurants they have jumbo TV’s blaring MTV. And MTV is a bit edgier here, with lyrics about someone putting creamy stuff on someone’s coco puffs. And then Janet-Jackson-like full frontal reveals on videos, and not just for a split second, but for about 2 or 3 verses. At first it was funny, but then it got creepy. Oh how I wish they only have TV Land here, with Leave It To Beaver and The Andy Griffith Show.

For those asking for a name, and those who have talked to us and tried to trick us into revealing it, we’re keeping the lid on it until after court. But how about this one: Goulash Taylor.

May 24th - Oh Joy!!! (Rob)

We learned this morning that our court appearance will be
Monday 29 May 2006 at 4:30PM Astana local time.

That means that I will get to come home shortly there-after while Jen remains in -country for the 15 day waiting period and US embassy paperwork in Almaty.
Her and junior's estimated date of return are 29 June 2006.

Before some of you ask how is it Rob gets to return where Jen does not...
I will tell you....
Jen lost the bet and got to stay.
And besides who could trust a stud like me in a country full of beautiful weemun?

But seriously, it is usual for the man to return home to get things ready and earn a paycheck while the woman finishes the process here.
2 other families here with us are also doing this.

Junior was chatty to
day and is able to vocalize sounds like Hi, Ball, DaaDaa, Maamaa as well as a nice scream when he gets really excited.
Note that he doesn't specifically say the words just sounds that sound like the words.
We're amused and proud all the same.
He can also fart like a champ! Today i witnessed spectacular fart #2!

ok so guess what?
CHICKENBUTT!!!! (if you just giggled right now you are either a)a really hawt chick or b) john)

ok really....
Junior's name and perhaps a few pictures will be released to you blogophiles on memorial day.... after the official court proceedings.

Are you excited???
I hope so.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

May 23rd


May 23rd

We chilled out today and slept in then to visit junior. He is still a bit grumpy from changing rooms (imagine the grumpiness changing countries) and he was not in a mood to paly outside since he can not crawl outside. After 45 minutes of fighting a bucking child, we headed inside.

Once the clothes were stripped off and he was on the carpet, he was much happier. Although today the balloon totally freaked him out. He would bat at it to make it fly, them start crying a river, then bat it again. Trying to figure out what's going on in his little head is like trying to figure out what our cats are thinking.

After our visit we headed back for a quick lunch by our apartmet and then a walk to the foodstore to get......bread, soda, apple juice and toilet bowl cleaner. I know, you envy my exciting life right about now.

Here's some pictures of the NEW side of the city from our trip there last week.

Monday, May 22, 2006

May 22nd - Part Rob

I don't have much to say today except that the rumours that have been surfaced on another website that we are naming our child Forrest Gump Zane Taylor are untrue.

May 22nd, Part Jen HTML issue resolved


May 22nd

Last night after our dinner with the other families, we moseyed on home around 10pm. Rob was opening the last door, there are several to reach Fort Taylor, when he starts swearing. This is just part of the regular ritual of entering our apartment as the locks are weird and we never know if we are to turn the key right or left. But last night’s swearing was different. He turns around and says “sorry”. I have gotten used to tuning out during the door opening process, but this time, instead of continuing to jigger the door he walks away from it holding the stub of a key. That’s when I realized something was amiss.

After about 15 minutes of trying to pry the half key out with our pinky nails, we realized it was more then just pulling the key out—it would need to be turned and yanked which we could not manage. Rob considered breaking down the door, but you can imagine the ruckus and property damage this would cause and luckily I was able to persuade him that would be a bad idea. I could imagine the neighbors calling the police and hauling us off to jail and then we would have no one but the US Embassy to call. It was getting close to 11 or maybe 12, and we realized we did not have our translator’s phone number, a Russian-English book, or a telephone. Short of being Kazak homeless folks for the night, we decided to head over to the other family’s apartment to call Aizhan, our translator. Since we didn’t want to wake up their son we tried quietly knocking on the door and quietly saying “psst, are you awake, it’s the Taylors”. After a couple failed attempts I made Rob ring the Bird Bell. They were in their jammies but graciously let us in and called Aizhan. After she arrived we headed back to our apartment to see if Aizhan could jimmy the lock. No luck.

After a while she was able to get a hold of a lock smith, and about a half hour later he arrived with a black briefcase, looking very official. Then he pulled out an old broken and flattened plastic water bottle which he tried to pick the lock with. What high tech tools they have here! Without any luck at that he pulled out some other tool which I could not see to yank the half key out. Then we paid him about $10 and he went somewhere with Aizhan, and we were still in the hallway unable to get trough the locked door. But there’s a lot to look at out the 8th floor stairwell windows at midnight…lots of lights and construction to watch. Around 12:30 we saw the elevator coming up and opening on our floor, so we figured it was our translator coming back. We were standing at the elevator door waiting for it to open, and some other guy comes out. Turns out it was a neighbor who looked a little freaked out at the sight of us. Then to make things worse, he couldn't get his door open either. After about 5 minutes of key jigglling he got it, and no doubt called to report us loitering in the lobby of our floor at odd hours of the night. About an hour later the locksmith, who drives a big Mercedes with a security alarm, came back with Aizhan who had gone to the apartment owner to get a spare key. This was happily surprising because when we signed the lease she said she gave us all of the keys and ensured us we would be safe and that no one could enter the apartment wit any other keys. Thank goodness for little white lies.

By 1:30 we were back inside home sweet home and I was sleeping and Rob was blogging.

After a good night’s sleep we were ready for a visit with junior. We found out they moved him into a new room over the weekend. We had just built up enough clout with the previous room’s caregivers so we could feed him, change his clothes and diaper, put him down for his nap and see him on the potty. The new caregivers are a bit more clinical but we’ll try to wear them down. I guess Junior had the same reaction as us because he was a bit cranky. It could also have been that he was a bit irritable because his one piece footie to neck outfit was a little small and catching him in the crotch.

We started our visit outside because we got evicted from the playroom we were in because the cleaning lady needed to clean up for a visit of some government officials. There are lots of slides outside and that seemed to scare away his crankiness. He likes it when I barely hold him from behind and let him slide to Rob, who catches him and then makes him fly back to the top. After doing that for a while, I tried sliding down the spiral slide with him in my lap, but he did not like that at all…..maybe in the next week or 2 he’ll get used to it. Then we played at the covered picnic table for a while, knocking over the stacked cups, then chewing on them. I think he might have another chomper coming in because he gnaws on anything. Last time I checked there were 4 teeth.

When we went back inside, I pulled out some AA batteries I brought from the apartment to use in one of the “Don’t Ever Buy Me” toys. It was a turtle with a drummer on his shell and it played some bad Dolly Parton music. Junior was playing with it last week but we didn’t have any batteries with us. Well today, he was mesmerized at the racket it made. And it’s on wheels so it randomly rolls around, but only on the smooth laminate floor. He chased it down, then scooped it up and shook it causing the batteries to fly out because some wise parent before us ripped the battery door off. I’m not sure if he was happy or sad that the ‘music’ stopped, but we put the batteries back in and let him chase it down again. Hopefully his ‘shake the batteries to make it stop’ behavior is a sign of his good choice in music for the future.

We spent the afternoon getting some papers notarized and eating lunch then napping until dinner. Then I watched the Muppet Movie on the IPod while Rob surfed the web. How’s that for an exciting afternoon! Still no word on a court date or a planned date to return home, so I guess we’ve moving to Kazakhstan until our money runs out.

Sunday, May 21, 2006

May 21 - Part Rob

The recycle bin is my friend.


VEGAS DANCERS!!!
(w00T!)

WE INTERRUPT THIS BLOG!!!

Dateline.... Astana Kazakstan......

Rob and Jen return from Dinner with the other adoptive families.
Rob and Jen go through first door of their ultra secure complex.
Rob unlocks second door with turkish key.
Rob inserts final key into lock of third and final door.
Rob turns they key and .....

SNAP!

OH @*$(&*!!!

The key broke in the lock.
Rob holds half a key in his hand.
The third and final door (to Rob and Jen's ultra secure apartment) will not open.

Rob and Jen try to fix the door.
Rob and Jen then go to The Brady Family's residence one tower over to call Ijanna.

Ijanna gets the landlord on the phone and a locksmith comes to the rescue.
The locksmith uses a plastic bottle to try to flip the lock open.
Eventually the locksmith manages to pop out the other half of the broken key.

Jen and Rob enter the apartment with a spare key!

No lives were lost, no consultants were consulted, and no chihuahas were sacrificed in the making of this (I swear it's all true.. honest really fo sho) story.

Only a few hours of waiting and Jen and Rob are now asleep.

Hope you enjoyed your weekend now GET BACK TO WORK and quit reading this silly blog.

Sincerely,
John Q Dippenheimerwannamaker
Astana Reporter for The Adoptive Times LLC dot com ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

May 21 - Part Rob

The circus is cool!
They had bears, acrobats, clowns, hedgehogs and female dancers right out of Vegas!!!

I especially enjoyed the hedgehogs. They were SONIC!!!!

I always wondered what Robert Plant did with his time now that tOOL has replaced Led Zeppelin as the greatest band of all time. Well, you heard it here first..... Robert Plant is touring as a clown in the Moscow Circus!


PROOF



It appears that Jen has deleted all my pictures of the vegas dancers!!!
Bummer.

So, that's all I have to say about that!

Saturday, May 20, 2006

May 21st, Part Jen; Circus Day!


May 21st

Last night when the sun was starting to go down I thought this was a cool picture of the reflection of the buildings across the river. Rob was not as excited.

Last night we stopped by the grovery store, called the Ram Store, because we were all jonesing for some brownies. We were hoping they had som instant Brownie mix, but so such luck. this country has not sunk to the evils of instants junk food, Pringles excluded. But we did score some pudding mix which was tasty. On the way out we saw a MAC machine and thought we'd give it a shot. Out popped a 5,000 tenge note, about $41. Who knows what the service charge will be, hopefully less than the $5/minute cell phone calls.

Last night was also pay day for our translator and driver. And for any one from work, especially Kim, you'll be glad to know that I am tracking Plan, EA and Actuals. I am currently off by 14%. Which means more money for souveniers!

It's Sunday, which means no visit to see see Junior. So instead we went to the circus. They have a brand new building here for the circus year round. It just opened a couple months ago and the first circus to hit town is one from Moscow, complete with dancing bears. It's not like the ringling brother's kind of circus, more like an old fashion circus i guess, without the freak show. Lots of acrobats, no clowns in cars, dancing poodles, many fit men in tights. It was worth the $15. And we found out today is the last day for this circus and the next one won't be in town for a couple months. Here's a picture of Rob outside the circus buiding. It's shaped like a UFO. Those wacky Kazaks! I took 88 pictures/mini-movies, so be glad I'm only posting the highlights.




This was the first guy that came out to perform. Who wouldn't dig a shirtless guy in clingy pants that could do splits better than Matt on a porch railing (Terry is so proud)? Actually, he was pretty good, they had rings and he flew up to the ceiling and spun around and did all kinds of circus things. Use your imagination.












The porcupine guy was Rob's favorite. I think he had hedgehogs and porcupines. I don't think he juggled the hogs, but they were very entertaining. He had him boucing off a ball, then tossed the hog and the balloon in the air, and the hog came down first, then the baloon landed on him and popped. Doesn't that sound exciting? I have a video of it too, but it was too big to upload. He had hedgehogs that pulled little flower carts, hogs that ran around the big circle ring like the dog races. Ok, it doesn't sound that excited, but you have to admit you have never seen anything like it. Then he put a little hedge hog in a birch tree log becuase it was running around too much, and abracadabra, out the other end came a huge porcupine.




Then these 2 guys in inflatable sumo like suits came out dressed as weight lifters and entertined us with lifting an inflatable barbell. Hey Chip, we have not yet seen any live camels in Kazakhstan, but I do beleive you may see some toes here. The inflatable guys lifted the weight, then did cart wheels, stood on one arm, did flips. Maybe the next mowgapalooza we'll rent the suits and someone can entertain us while we sit on the patio.










Next up was the poodle lady. She had about a dozen poodles who walked on their back legs. So what does she do to entertain us? She puts them on a little merry go-round, spins them around, then the 2nd deck of poodles gets hooked to a big cable from the ceiling and they spin and soar about 30 feet above our heads. I’m not sure if we were entertained, freaked out or just in awe. But all puppies returned to earth unharmed, albeit a tad bit dizzy. A cat would never stand for such goofy trickery.









Again, many buff men in white tights. Check out their manly leather boots. Reow!

















And would a Russian circus be complete without dancing bears? I think not! These fellas might have been a little scruffy looking, but they freaked me out. They acted so human I had to stare them in the eye to make sure they were not animatronics or a little guy inside. These bears could jump rope, catch rings on their arms and neck, stand on a balance beam, ride scooters and skate boards and bikes, and of course dance. They often did the trick where they bend over and kind of stand on their head, but it seemed more like they were trying to moon us. But I think what was most impressive was these bears who appear to be ready to Limbo!

May 20, Part Jen

May 20

While we were at the Art Museum yesterday we took this picture of a rose. Normally we would not have, but since out neighbors are the Roses, we felt we needed to take the picture. The artist is a guy from Kostanai, another city in Kazakhstan that many people adopt from.

Last night we had an exciting evening of surfing the web at low speed access, and uploading pictures to the blog. We forgot to have dinner so around 10pm I decided cereal would be a good idea….since I was too lazy to walk across the street to Kazak 7-Eleven to buy bread and cheese. Last week I bought ‘generic’ Froot Loops. The box of Cheerios I bought was about $4.00, and this bag of generic cereal was about 30 cents. I do think it was left over from the Soviet era. I’ve had an upset stomach since the Beet Salad night, and the Loops did not help much, but at least they were filling.

I am also lad to report that we have conquered the Phone Card issue. SpeedyPin was nice enough to call all the way to Kazakhstan to confirm it was a legitimate order and we are back in business. Of course it look us over an hour, on PULSE dialing, to figure out that if we want to call from Kazakhstan to the USA, that it’s a DOMESTIC call and not international. Go figure. 50 cents a minute is a lot better than $5 a minute, so when we get bored we’ll be making a lot more phone calls. And for all those people that told us about skype….well that would have been a fascinating solution to our phone dilemma, had someone ensured our laptop had functioning sound prior to departure from the USA. But I’m sure it works in Linux.

Rob has caught on to my toilet paper hoarding. I brought 24 roles and we are burning through them faster than expected, so I needed to tuck away 3 rolls to use for the 3 weeks I have left after he leaves.

The visit with Junior was good today. We got to the orphange a little before feeding time and junior was still sleeping and they let us go in and take a picture. I accidently bumped his crib on the way out and he instantly woke up, saw me trying to sneak away and started crying. So much for nap time. It was on to feeding time.

I fed him again and the caregivers did not need to step in and fast track things. At one point I pu tthe plate of food down so i could wipe his face, and he got quite impactient thinking the gravy train had left the building. I have not figured out how to give him a drink yet, so our translator did it. She put the tea cup up to his mouth, tis it and he slurps down about 1/4 of the cup ata time, with about half of it missing his mouth. I think the sippy cup will be a good change once we get home.

It was rainy out, and very windy, so we spent the day inside playing with the stacking cups and on the slide.

After the visit we went to a dirt cheap restaurant with really good food. We had some kind of thick pasta with a bowl of meat and vegetables in a reddish broth. For the 2 of us, for salads, 2 main dishes, bread and drinks it was about $7. Lunch took about 2 hours since it takes a while to order and then get your bill.

We spent the rest of the day in the apartment surfing the web, reading, and cleaning. Now that I emptied the vacuum bag, it sucks like a Dyson. I needed to move one of the smaller oriental rugs so i just sucked up the corner, moved it, put my foot down on it and yanked the vacuum away....saves me the effort of actually bending over. We planned to go to the soccer game across the street, but it was rainy, coldy and windy.....not very nice weather for fair weather fans!

Now that we have mastered the ability to get a phone card, and actually dial a number, we called the RoseRoses and Robbie was a new man after talking to Big John about juvenile manly things. We had lots to talk about, and it was like being home again. But i'm not sure if Rob did get an Awwwww from Heather, but she got one from us.

As we were out driving around on our way to lunch we passed the end of down, where they must park all of the cranes. There were about 10 or 20 of them, but the car was moving so fast that I would only get the tail end of them.













Since we don't get a lot of English TV here (just news, and I don't care to watch news) maybe someone could add a comment for whats happening on Lost, Desperate Housewives, American Inventor or Survivor. I'm sure tivo has them covered for me, but I doubt I will have time to watch TV when I get home.

Friday, May 19, 2006

May 19th - Part Rob, Part Cheekon, Much Art

HI!

First the kid.

We arrived early today at the orphanage to feed junior.
Jen decided she was up for the task so I waited to not distract our boy from his lunch.
Jen prolly described things in great detail.
All I will say is that our kid eats in 1 lunch what Paris Hilton eats in a month.
And he barfs just a drop of it up... I think it's the cheeckon... which tastes like chicken (by the way).....
....... whereas ........Paris barfs up ..... (LOL insert that South Park episode here!)

After lunch we played and had a great time with the 'Brenda' stacking cups (ohhh that sounds kinda ....) outside and went for a walk for an hour.
Inside we played, on the slide and in the jumper thingie (inflateable pools sans water).
It was great and junior likes to laugh loud!!!

We got tickets to the CIRCUS ON SUNDAY!!!!

Can I get a w00T!

paka paka

- Phillipe

PICS:







Circus Brochure


Art to Follow.




This one was done by a 14 year old.....




May 19th, Part Jen


May 19
Today we had another leisurely morning of sleeping in. Last night I went out with the other families and discovered that 3 cups of a shredded beet salad are more than my American digestive system can handle, so I spent the dark hours of Kazakhstan up and around....or more like down and out. But today i feel refreshed!

We went to visit junior a half hour earlier today to attempt to feed him. Since the last child I attempted to feed was over 20 years ago, once again I experimented with nephew Bryan, it was slow going. And they are not into slow leisurely meal times here. Junior had a big bowl of soup, as in adult size, with some floating bread, meaty balls, carrots and potatoes. Then a plate of about 2 cups of brown mushy stuff, which may sound gross but it pretty much looks like something I would eat at a diner. Then he topped it off with an adult mug of some kind of juice, maybe apricot. That was more than I eat for Lunch. And if I was eating it at the caf at work, it would set me back about $8. Anyways, since I had not fed a kid since the Reagan Administration, i sat down in front of him, looked at the food, and then asked our translator where to start. Meanwhile, junior was growing antsy as he could smell and see him gruel and it was not getting to him. So off I embarked on a feeding adventure with itty bitty spoonfuls. I remembered the airplane thing was popular with feeding so we did that for abut 2 or 3 minutes and junior was quite confused. Hey, this feeding time not play time in his eyes! After about 15 minutes of slow paced feeding, and about 10 adult soup spoonfuls, the caregivers came over and showed me how a professional does it. In 30 seconds she had about half the soup bowl in junior, spilling much less than me. Then it was only the brown mushy stuff which the other caregiver showed me how to do. After the rapid feeding they said to let him sit for a about 2 minutes to let the food settle. Heck, if I ate that fast I'd need a nap to let it settle. But after a 2 minutes, they were right, he was good to go.

Luckily they put him on the potty before lunch so he was already processed and ready for playtime. We went outside for half the time and sat at the covered picnic table and played with stacking cups, which are now known as Godzilla destruction cups. We are trying to show him how to play with them in a less destructive manner, but after all he is a boy. When we got outside one of the other families was just finishing up their visit so we sat with Aunt Susan from another family. I think everyone here has a new Aunt Susan, but sadly she will be leaving next Monday as her schedule is ahead of ours.

Then we moved playtime inside for some action on the slide again. Either I am becoming more brave, or junior is, with the slide. Now instead of being the overprotective mommy and holding onto his chest and back and slowly easing him down to 3 foot slide, I just hold onto his back belt loop and let him fly down the slide uber fast. Then at the bottom he stands up and I grab his arms and make him do a TOUCH DOWN. I am trying to teach him the Touch Down thing like my mom did, so it will make it easier to get his shirt changed. Since Rob is a hockey fan, I also tried to reach him the ref sign for slashing, but he did not catch on to that. Just as well since there is no functional reason to do that movement.

After playtime, Rob carried him around for a couple minutes of quiet time to get him ready for nap time. Rob does a good job at that, drool and all.

Then it was on to the Art Museum, which was more like an Art gallery. They had some neat black and white Soviet pictures, and some flowery stuff (how Soviet!) and some weird Salvidor Dali stuff that Rob got a price on ($5k, so it will not be coming home, unless Rob wants to take the slow boat home). I spent an exciting evening napping and reading my book....yes I am a slow reader. Ahhh, the day of a retired person, I'll enjoy it while it lasts.

The other day when we went sight seeing to the NEW side of the city, also known as the LEFT side, where all the government and super nice landscaping is, we saw them cutting grass. I’m not sure when the last time was that they mowed, but holy cow that’s a lot of grass. They need John Rose, and/or his Dad, over here to mow more often. This was one of the few places we saw an actual powered lawn mower. Usually we just see a scythe tool that they lop off grass with.









Last weekend we went to the Aquarium, which was about 60% Las Vegas and 40% fish. At one of the non-fish zones there was a little oriental garden and a picture of Buddha. This picture was not staged, it just happened. But if any one walks up to Rob and rubs his belly, I am sure there will be trouble.












As always, we found another car for my niece Megan. This one is a bit more maintenance than the last one, the green Mercedes, but it sure is stylish for Kazakhstan.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

May 18th, Part Jen PICTURES ADDED



May 18

I got up early today and took over the laptop again, and lo and behold, I plugged in a wire and Windows worked again! Yesterday during our visit we were in the music room, named because it has a piano and this drum. And having the maturity level we do, we had to take a picture of it. Junior was using his Propecia brush/mirror toy to bang on the drum, then he decided to try to put his hands on the side and try to stand up, and found out what happens when you have all your weight on one hand and remove the other.....gravity happens. But when you are wearing Pampers, plopping down on the floor does not hurt too much. Then we flipped the drum over and showed him how it could be used for a little bucket to put things away. Well, ok Rob did not participate in that, it was just me and my tidiness. He played along and let me put about 5 or 6 things in the drum, then we proceeded to lift it up and toss them all out. Oh, he has so many things to learn!

This morning for breakfast i was not in the mood for cereal, so I had honey and some weird kind of bread for breakfast. It looks like Boboli pizza shells, but had some weird seed on it that makes a spooky sound when you accidentally grind it between your teeth--- like fingernails on a chalk board. The other night on TV i was watching Russian Infomercials. Actually they were American Infomercials dubbed into Russian. And let me tell you, The Magic Bullet chopper, is even more excited in Russian. Although I don’t think they grasp the idea of Fruit Smoothies or Salsa over here since I have seen neither. Maybe Potato and Mayo smoothies, but not fruit. in case you need to do some ordering, here's the site: http://www.top-shop.ru/

The orphanage also has some pretty scary looking stuffed animals, like these 2 lions/tigers. If you look really close at the little guy on top, he has Mona Lisa eyes that follow you everywhere. And the big guy doesn't look too friendly either. We were waiting out in the hallway with junior yesterday for a room to open up and junior got a glimpse of these guys. He did not seem too scared, so we should be ok with Tigger and Fluffernutter when we get home. Speaking of Tigger, he has really taken to the house sitter.....and has been sleeping on his bed. I guess cats aren't real loyal, they'll take any warm body that talks to them :-)

I am still on my quest for a phone card, the Sprint one we got before we left does not work in Kazakhstan, although it does in Afghanistan and Pakistan according to the Sprint lady. As if that really helps me any. I tried to buy an ATT one on line because then they just email you the PIN, but after 4 attempts on the ATT site and getting denied, I gave up on them. Then I tried another one, SpeedyPin, which was cheaper than the ATT site, and am waiting 12 hours to cover the time delay. We called Rob’s parents a couple times from the apartment phone, but we think it might be $5 to $10 a minute to originate a call from here. Hopefully in the next couple days I’ll get the calling card thing straightened out.

We just lost power in the apartment for the first time today. Rob had to jinx it because a couple days ago he said we hadn’t lost power. It’s a good thing I was sitting here typing instead of in the elevator! Rob is sitting here reading words from the Russian Phrase Book. I am sure we are mangling the language, but we are getting by.

We had a good visit with Junior. We were outside for an hour, checking out trees, leaves, flowers, rocks, dirt, and touching all surfaces of interest like rock, marble, drain pipes. It was quite exciting. Then indoors we played with the stacking cups, more like the destruction cups—we stacked them, he whacked them. Then it was on to the indoor slide. We hold him less when he slides down, but I think he will be a daredevil because he likes to slide down with one leg hanging off. The phrase “both feet forward” does not mean much to him.

After the visit we had lunch at a Turkish fast food place. They made a wicked carved meat in a wrapper thing. I think it might be called a Donner. Whatever it is, it’s about $3 and very tasty.

After lunch we checked out the big ball in the sky. It’s on the ‘new’ side of the city across the river where all the government buildings are. We could see a lot—the old part of the city, the new part and lots of green. The space ball was really cool. they call it the Tree Of Life, and you can see the whole city, old and ne, and farm land and barely the airport. Before we went up the big elevator, these cool tiles were on the floor.

Once we got to the top you could see everything, including a bar :-) So here's rob and his beer at the hghest point in Astana.

Once we got off the elevator, there was another slight of stairs to get to the tippy top. There they had 2 things: one was an imprint of the president’s hand, where you could not only see how you size up to the president of Kazakhstan, but also pick up all germs from thousands of other visitors. So this is Rob’s hand in the president’s imprint.



They also had this cool looking ball which showed all of the religions that are in Kazakhstan, showing the contrast to the Soviet era. If I zoomed a little more you could have seen all the religion worlds. And those fingers on the right are some Kazak guy who refused to move his hand. He wasn’t looking at the ball thing, he was looking out the window but for some reason had to touch the focal point of the exhibit.