After a long night of cooking, Liz and I were surfing the web together (as all married couples do!), and we came upon my brother's wish list for Christmas. We decided to help him out, and posted a comment on his blog that went roughly as follows:
"After reviewing your wish list, we have decided to fulfill one of the items on your wish list. After much thought and debate, we have decided to buy you...
a wife.
She should clear Customs by Christmas, but with the Russian mob, you never know.
По-русски!"
and yes, we were on the Internet at 10:30 at night looking up the Russian translation for "Congratulations!"
Liz has been laughing non-stop for the last thirty minutes about the Russian bride waiting to meet Sean and get her green card. She's a little tired.
We love you, Sean!
EDITED TO ADD: It's amazing what thirty seconds of Googling will get you. Here she is, Sean! We have sent her flowers or gifts on your behalf, per the suggestion at the bottom of her stunning profile.
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If you happen to notice, the link to my dream wife was not Russian. She's a Jewish girl from Jerusalem.
Some editorial comments:
The girl you suggested is from the Ukraine, so congratulations in Russian isn't very helpful. Two different languages with very little similarities.
The list is for any time some one feels like being nice to me. Christmas, Birthday, National Talk like a Pirate Day, or when ever else.
The USDA prevents me from accessing the link on this post, which I feel may not be a bad thing.
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