The Hair is Dead

I got it cut. My hair is gone. Yay! It’s so perfect because it’s now getting hot here in Germany and it’s lovely to let my neck breath. It’s crazy, I think I got the best haircut of my life and I couldn’t even communicate with the girl....

Where Will You Be?

I was tagged to answer a few questions by Christine Danek. I stole her blog title too because I liked it.Question 1: Where were you five years ago?1. In my freshman year of college.2. Learning what is was to be an adult.3. Having fun with my boyfriend. (Now...

Good Hausfrau

Sometimes I’m a good Hausfrau (housewife) and I make dinner. I provide a beer for my husband and we sit on the patio watching the sinking sun. This is fried rice with peppers. I chopped red, green, and yellow peppers and sauteed them in butter. Then I cooked the...

I Feel Like Cousin IT

I’m done with this hair. It’s killing me. Literally. In my sleep at night I find it trying to choke the life out of me. During the day it gets caught on things and causes me so much pain. Either that or it’s so static-y it attempts to fly away with...

When I Said…

When I said last Sunday was a book-reading day I should have waited until this week. It snowed again yesterday and because of the German world being closed on Sundays, I am on the couch with tea and some books. Let’s see, Albert and I just finished The Hobbit,...