Grits for Breakfast

My Russian guests ignored my fine selection of Post and General Mills cereals this morning and went straight for the instant grits. The coarsely ground grain with a little hot milk was just enough to satisfy their breakfast needs. Oh, and of course, more green tea.

Hosting guests from another country is more than just setting up a room with a blanket and pillow. My house is like a B&B for the week. Mutti and me serve up eggs, bacon, toast and fresh homemade jam. We make sure to wash the linens and prepare transportation. The dogs are used to the extra faces and like the attention.

Every morning, before the days activities, the film director, Paul, either does yoga or goes for a long run around the neighborhood. Paul told me that when he decided to get into showbiz, he was told that if he wanted to make it he needed to exercise. He's done so every since.

Right now he is encouraging me to follow the teachings of Peter Kelder.

The all-female dance troupe called "Varen'ka" are staying busy showcasing their talents at area schools today. Afterward they will finally get the opportunity to go shopping! The two ladies that are staying with me are especially excited for this.