The Eastern Europeans are here and I’m always quite amazed at what makes them tick. For instance, give them a soft good towel and they will scowl and go pull out a dog towel from the rag pile and insist on using it. Give them a comfy bed after stripping the goosedown and Italian sheets and getting it EEL ready and they will complain they only want one pillow on the bed. It’s really something to behold.
At one point we were going to start a magazine called EEL – Eastern European Living – to capture some of the essence of what it is like to grow up in a country that is natural resource heavy but with a dearth of much else. There is one type of bell pepper so no need to stress on choices. People need just two chairs, one to sit their butt in and another to put their legs up. When T was growing up there was one cartoon for only 10 minutes. No need to worry about the kids losing their eyesight.
But tonight as I was having my Yogi Detox tea with the message “You are who you are, be proud” we decided perhaps a good business to go into is to make our own tea bags with EEL messages straight from the mouth of T’s mother. Here are a few examples:
We all die alone.
Some winds are dangerous and evil.
Your hair looks greasy and shabby.